Peace Dividend

PeaceThe world’s attention has recently been focused on acts of violence in France, Nigeria and the Middle East. These all warrant thought, research and discussion by students and teachers at our school. However, on a more base level I would like to address the fact that violent crimes abroad and at home seem to dominate our digital media. A stream of violent images sometimes contributes to the general sentiment that violence is growing all around us and that we are personally threatened and should be afraid. Is that true? Not at all! In fact, nothing could be further from the truth.

In 2012, Harvard psychology professor Steven Pinker published a book that received a lot of attention. In “The Better Angels of our Nature: Why Violence has Declined”, Pinker shows that most Americans (and probably Canadians) do not realize that violence has actually declined historically—and we may now be living in the most peaceful era in history. But given the way the mass media portrays our world, you certainly wouldn’t know it.

The evidence reveals that there is actually less violence at all levels:  amongst families, neighbourhoods, regions, and across nations. Pinker argues that nearly seven full decades of decline in violence in the Western world since the end of WWII, affirms the benefits of modern civilization. He points to four main pacifying factors. They include the following:

1. The rise of national governments with a monopoly on the legitimate use of force and the capacity to penalize aggression – a key calming effect.

2. The rise of international commerce – and the evidence that countries that trade with each other are more inclined to cooperate and much less likely to cross swords.

3. The female factor – that violence tends to be a mostly male pastime and growing respect for and influence of women has indeed benefited us all.

4. Rise of cosmopolitanism – the collective impact of broader literacy, mobility/travel and mass media. In recent years, massive numbers of people have connected with others around the world as never before. Consequently, people empathize with and respect differences in others more and more. This has significantly expanded what Pinker calls our “circles of sympathy”.

I am intrigued by the picture Stephen Pinker paints. His work is drawn from data that is readily available – but still, too many daily images in our mass media would still have you feel otherwise – that we live in an increasingly dangerous and violent time.

Is there further evidence on declining levels of crime beyond Stephen Pinker’s broad analysis that spans several hundred years? The answer is yes, and here too the data is significant.

At the end of 2014, Statistics Canada published a report showing that violent crime in Canada is now at its lowest level since the early 1960’s. What Stats Canada calls the CSI – Crime Severity Index, shows that the volume and severity of crime was 36 per cent lower in 2013 than only a decade earlier – more than one-third lower! In fact, the Canadian national crime rate has been on a consistent downward slide since the early 1990s, reaching its lowest level last year since 1969.

So on the broad question of violent crime here in Canada, we should not be naïve and believe it doesn’t exist, but nor should we succumb to the media tableau of violence and mayhem around every corner. Instead, let’s be rational and believe the data – the evidence and not the media hype. My concern is that a continuous stream of violent images can cause a lot of unnecessary fear and anxiety in young people.

In this context, let’s show affinity for all who have recently suffered in Paris and in northern Nigeria, the Middle East and elsewhere. However, let’s also celebrate living in a very peaceful country and during a period of some of the lowest crime rates in our country’s history. Let’s hope for a continued peace dividend. – Chris Shannon, Headmaster

 

Abby’s Idayari: the Adventures of a Canadian-Zulu Girl in South Africa – Week One

School at St. Stithians (My New Friends)

School at St. Stithians (My New Friends)

Let’s begin with the obvious question: what is an Idayari? It is the Zulu translation for“diary”. My name is Abby Shine and I am a grade 9 student currently on exchange at St. Stithians Girls’ College in Johannesburg.  Over the course of the next six weeks, I will share my diary entries detailing my adventures while living in South Africa.

Off to Joburg!

Saturday morning, January 10, 2015: I am at the salon getting my nails painted at precisely 11:00 am. I am happy with my decision to have gone with the pale pink Essie color. I close my eyes and lean back on the massage chair; I am entirely relaxed as my plane only leaves at midnight and therefore have all day to pack. That is, until my mom comes running into the salon with eyes as big Kanye West’s ego. My connecting flight in Amsterdam has been cancelled and I have been re-routed to Atlanta. I need to be at the airport in one hour! I run out of the salon, pack my bags and say my goodbyes. From that point on, I then embark on a painstaking 21 hours of travel to South Africa. After all the stress (I am terrified of flying) and stomach-turning airport food, I am exhausted. Yet, I would do it all over again. This experience is well worth it!

Meeting the Ayayas

In Johannesburg, my host family, the Ayayas, greeted me with open arms. I was thrilled to meet Rodina with whom I have been corresponding for months. The next day, I was woken up with the Joburg’s signature sunrise and called into the kitchen. There, I was as surprised as Tom will be the day he catches Jerry as fifteen strangers emerged from their selective hiding spots and all wished me a happy birthday. I was glad that this was set up since I got to meet some of Rodina’s friends ahead of school.

On Tuesday, I visited Sandton City with Camilla, another exchange, where we shopped in the most spectacular stores. It was a little hard to shop at first, given the money currency. For example, a good price for a pair of pants is 200 rands, which seems a lot but is only around 20 dollars. Several rands later, we went to the Nelson Mandela Square where we stood, along many others, with the iconic statue.

School at St. Stithians

My first day at school! Although I should have been nervous, I wasn’t; I had met close to thirty of Rodina’s friends before school due to our outings and was therefore already considered a “Saints Girl.” (Even though these girls are seven feet taller than I am, I blended right in with them since our uniforms are extremely similar.)

I spent the week trying different classes such as music, history and my new favorite language: Zulu! I also became accustomed to their college. Class start at 7:30 and the students have two breaks where they are allowed to roam around their impressive campus. Alert to LCC! They are allowed to have their phones out in class!

Zulu word of the week

Ukwenza: Adventure!

Weekend Ukwenza

I visited the Cradle of Humankind where I learned about the evolution of the world and took an underground boat ride that featured the four elements of the world. The spectacular architecture of the building is nothing compared to what is inside! After that, I found myself 60 feet under the ground, crawling and climbing nearly 220 steps in a cave called Sterkfontein. With each step I took, I learned more and more about this world heritage site, known for its limestone and discovery of “Little Foot.”

What a week! Next up, sports and food! – Abby Shine ’17

Échange en Afrique du Sud: Safari!

Le 9 janvier, j’ai quitté Joburg pour aller en safari au parc national Kruger dans l’est du pays sud-africain.

Après cinq heures de conduite, on est arrivé à l’entrée du parc nommée Phabeni Gate. Là, on a commencé notre voyage lent à travers le parc avec nos jumelles dans une main et nos caméras dans l’autre. Pas un kilomètre de la porte était-on arrêté par un troupeau de vaches qui traversaient la rue! Quelques minutes plus tard, on a repéré des centaines d’impalas, une troupe de minuscules singes, un oiseau à plumes de couleurs vives, appelée un rollier à longs brins, et un seul waterbuck. On était très chanceux!

Le soir, on est arrivé à notre premier camping, à Skukuza. Après le coucher du soleil, on est embarqué dans un camion pour une conduite dans la nuit. Tout était sombre et c’était très difficile d’apercevoir des animaux sans une lampe de poche puissante. Un membre de notre groupe a détecté un mouvement près de la lisière du maquis. C’était une hyène! On la suivit pendant quelques minutes et il nous a apporté à sa famille!

Vers 4 h le lendemain matin, on s’est levé pour aller en randonnée dans le parc. On n’a pas vu grand-chose, mais en retournant de celle-ci, on a aperçu des éléphants et des girafes traversant la rue ! C’était comme aller au zoo … mais sans les enclos!

Dans l’après-midi, on est retourné en route pour notre destination finale, Crocodile Bridge. On a repéré beaucoup plus de mêmes animaux, mais en ajoutant aussi deux rhinocéros blancs et de jolis pique-bœufs à bec rouge.

À chaque jour qui suivait, on quittait notre condo avec le but de repérer un léopard, l’animal le plus difficile d’apercevoir parmi le Big 5 (les animaux africains qui était les plus difficiles de chasser il était une fois, composé léopard, du lion, de l’éléphant, du rhinocéros et du buffle). Cependant, on n’était jamais capable d’en retrouver. On a quand même vu des zèbres, des sangliers, des babouins, des buffles, des gnous, des hippopotames, des lions et un guépard, ce qui  est loin d’être pire!

Je suis super chanceux d’avoir eu la chance de rencontrer des animaux sauvages dans un magnifique parc national comme Kruger. J’ai été très impressionné avec la beauté de la nature qu’on peut y trouver. C’était une expérience fantastique!

Adam Vandenbussche ’17, Exchange Student at St Stithians College

The Coed Advantage

2014_15_MS_Art_Classroom_CM_023So what is the coed advantage? It’s everywhere at LCC, but it was certainly on display this morning at our Middle and Senior School assembly. A group of girls and boys collaborated to lead several presentations on the sensitive topic of feminism and gender issues.  It was exactly the kind of activity that underscores the benefits of having girls and boys together in a constructive learning environment.

The assembly reinforced my belief that the best way to expand student horizons is through active engagement. The coed advantage reinforces key principles: promotion of equality, exposure to diverse perspectives, learning excellence for all, and the development of healthy and respectful friendships. Today’s activity was a special example of boys and girls collaborating and learning together with a focus on mutual respect.

The students explored myths about feminism and facts and assertions around gender issues. They did so in a creative and confident manner. That was not a surprise to me, but it was certainly impressive.

As educators we have a special responsibility to model equity and promote open dialogue and equal opportunities in students’ learning. That’s why I believe a coed learning environment is the best place to learn, explore and develop. — Chris Shannon, Headmaster

 

 

The Béliveau Factor

Jean_Beliveau_02“Outstanding”. “A gentleman”. “A class act”. These are just some of the tsunami of accolades that have poured forth in recent days to describe the late Jean Béliveau.

As we prepare for the holiday season, with its focus on the importance of giving, family and friends, there is probably nobody more representative of these cherished things than Jean Béliveau – a truly great Montrealer. His life was not simply well lived. He was a truly magnificent citizen from whom we have much to learn.

Jean Béliveau came from a large a blue-collar working class family. He often spoke about the many important lessons he learned from his parents during his early formative years – lessons about respect, the value of hard work, and sustaining long term commitment to projects that matter, all timeless qualities.

Béliveau came from a different era, There were no organized hockey leagues until Juniors.  His brilliance emerged on outdoor rinks in a Quebec small town. After being called up to les Canadiens in 1953, his career with the Habs was to be nothing short of spectacular.  He was a very special player – possessing a large 6’ 3” frame – strong, yet swift, agile and graceful like a much smaller player. Over twenty years as a player with the Canadiens, Béliveau went on to set the record for most points with the club that still stands today. He also captained the team for 10 years and won 10 Stanley cups.  He had his named engraved on that holy grail of hockey seven more times as part of the Habs’ management team. It’s unlikely anyone will ever do that again.

Béliveau played his whole career for one team and then followed up as a paid employee and volunteer with that same team for another 40 years after his retirement. He’s part of the historic bedrock that contributes to the Montreal franchise’s strong sense of history and tradition, even in this age of media hype, athletic celebrity, and mega contracts.

However, it’s perhaps what Béliveau did off the ice during and after his playing days that defined him best. In short, he was a man of deep character. He was always the last one to leave when autograph-seekers wanted a moment of his time. He gave countless hours to hospital visits, charity causes and what are often referred to as “rubber chicken dinners” – small-scale community fundraisers held all across Quebec and Canada. Simply through his presence, millions of dollars were raised for good causes.  He rarely said no.

I met him when I was in grade 7. He came to my school’s annual spring track & field day to give out the awards.  I remember it well. He was upbeat, inspirational, and engaged.

I have two other notable memories of Jean Béliveau. The first relates to one of the Canada Cup Series that was played some years ago before the days that professional hockey players joined the Olympic movement.  There were several games played between top hockey nations, many here in Montreal. During one match an American player “creamed” one of the Canadian star players with a dirty check. He was penalized, but the Canadian player was injured and unable to play the following game. The Canadian fan base was outraged. So when the US national anthem was played in Montreal at the next game, the sell-out crowd drowned out the “Star Spangled Banner” with an avalanche of noisy and angry boos. Prior to the final Canada-USA game, the “Hockey Canada” people had a brilliant idea. Rather than turning to a senior politician or the president of Hockey Canada, they turned to the most dignified and respected Canadian they could find, Jean Béliveau. Before the US national anthem began, they played a video from Jean Béliveau with a short lecture on respect.  As the music began, the boos started to emerge from up in the rafters. With a live camera fixed on Béliveau and his image on the enormous scoreboard, he confidently raised his finger, tilted his head and the noise magically vanished. True respect.

My other notable memory was when former Prime Minister Jean Chrétien offered Jean Béliveau the position of Governor General, the highest appointed position in our nation. No greater honour could have been bestowed upon him.  However, within 24 hours Béliveau rejected the opportunity, wholly in the name of his family. His son-in-law had died tragically a few years earlier and his daughter was a single mother to two young girls. Béliveau had committed to being present like a second father for those young girls. Even an offer for one of the most honoured positions in the land could not pull him away from Montreal and his family.

Thank you Monsieur Béliveau – for the values you espoused, for the example you set, for the leadership we can all learn from.  – Chris Shannon, Headmaster