If you missed out on our first #CareConvos Monday you can catch up with all the tweets here.
We were really thrilled so many people joined us. Check out the stats for those who contributed to our survey. Numbers don’t add up to total participants because many of us fit into multiple categories!
We are very grateful to those who shared their experiences during the chat. We acknowledge that this isn’t always easy. We became aware of this during the twitter chat and we have been reflecting on this since. We would welcome anyone’s thoughts or feedback on their experience and how we might mitigate this going forward.
If you find yourself affected by the conversation, please don’t hesitate to contact us here.
Thanks again and see you on the **2nd of September 8pm** for our second #CareConvos.
Imagine if you could design your perfect job. What would that look like?
I [Rosie] have been working at Oxford for an amazing seven weeks. I’m reflecting on how Aoife and I work together and what we are achieving. Her with the lovely Irish lilt who helps me feel at home with her welcoming foresight and inclusiveness; putting care experience at the 💜 of our research. Not only am I using life skills: organisational expertise; artistic ideas; librarian experience and social media prowess; but very importantly I’m delving into my own remembrance of care experience past and informing our knowledge exchange.
There’s more! Training if I want it; getting to know some amazing people and outside meetings in the most unusual surroundings. It really is turning into my perfect job.
Some of our projects are still being negotiated and planned – watch this space! However, I hope you will be as excited as we are and join us this Monday 5th Aug for our very first #CareConvos on Twitter @ 8pm. A discussion about the best ways to support the education of children in care.
We are very excited to be hosting our first Twitter conversation Monday 5th August from 8-9pm, join us at #CareConvos to chat!
These are some of the questions we’ll be thinking about:
Who was the most significant person in your education journey?
How has that shaped you today?
Why do foster carers aspirations matter? And how can they make a difference?
What support helps children in care in education do well?
We also wanted to illustrate education messages through research and literature as a way to stimulate conversation.
1) Key messages from research around carer involvement in educational support of children in care:
Examples of education quotes from literature:
‘Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilised by education: they grow there, firm as weeds among stones‘.
Jane Eyre (1847) by Charlotte Bronte
‘Armansky read her [Salander’s] report over the weekend, several times, and spent part of Monday doing a half-hearted double-check of some of her assertions. Even before he began he knew that her information would prove to be accurate. Armansky was bewildered and also angry with himself for having so obviously misjudged her. He had taken her for stupid, maybe even retarded. He had not expected that a girl who had cut so many classes in school that she did not graduate could write a report so grammatically correct. It also contained detailed observations and information, and he quite simply could not comprehend how she could have acquired such facts‘.
The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo (2005) by Stieg Larsson.
“I felt it important that I draw your attention to Conor’s superb artistic skills. As a new pupil, he is a joy to witness. Whatever materials we use, he fashions something outstanding. But most wonderful of all is his drawing ability. I understand he has lived in a variety of places and I wonder if this escape in his art is a way of coping. In which case, as a lover of art, too, I urge you to make sure Conor has plenty of materials at his disposal and plenty of quiet time to develop his talent. In my fifteen years as a teacher he is, without question, the most gifted artist for his humble five years that I’ve had the pleasure of teaching. Sincerely, Mrs Connelly.”
-The Mountain in My Shoe (2016) by Louise Beech, (This excerpt describes a report about Connor, a young boy in foster care.)
*#OrphanStones from a collection by #CEP artist Saira-Jayne Jones
The day before I started my new role as Aoife O’Higgins‘ Research Assistant at University of Oxford; I stayed at St Stephen’s, a theology college founded in 1876.
In the room was a huge wardrobe and I couldn’t help but step inside, just in case it was the entrance to Narnia.
Ever since I was a child and read The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe (1950), I have never been able to resist checking the backs of wardrobes and being a little frightened if they happened to have fur coats and moth balls in them – though that has been quite rare.
I’m usually staying somewhere and they are empty.
I slept well and as far as I remember there weren’t any ghosts, though I thought I might have met a bishop or two. I shared breakfast with lots of silent people until I was joined by a German chap from Bavaria and his son who had just finished studying medicine. They were on a flying visit to Oxford and then on to the Cotswolds. They asked about my research and I explained the background, my care experience and the public and private attitude towards unmarried mothers in the 1950s and 60s. They didn’t think that unmarried mothers in Germany were forced to give their children up for adoption, but they couldn’t be sure.
Time flew and I left to meet Aoife, at Magdalen College.
Aoife, took me through the long, stone corridors where I expected Inspector Lewis to pop up at any moment. Up a tiny stairwell past the Senior Common Room to a space for refreshment. From there we climbed more stairs and sat in a room both ancient and modern with glass doors and talked. Aoife wanted to make sure I felt welcome and to reassure me I belonged. If ever my confidence gave way, I was to speak to her.
From there we crossed the quad towards her office in New Building, built in 1733!
Joy of joys, we were located in what was once C.S. Lewis’ study. The magnificence, the splendour, the history -I was suddenly overcome.
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, had been such an important book in my childhood. I knew it was a powerful story. I loved Aslan. When I eventually found out the book was an allegory of the crucifixion of Christ, it made sense. In those days I was a made-to-practise Catholic. I confessed my sins every week. And I knew about Christ’s suffering.
All the characters from the novel still have a place in my heart. They helped me through sad days. I’ve never forgotten them and occasionally they still enter my thoughts and I think of the story. And now, I was about to enter the author’s rooms. To stand at the window where he would have stood and stared at the beautiful deer only half seeing them whilst his mind drifted through furs to Narnia.
After I’d recovered, we spent some time in the recently built, Longwall Library where we discussed our project Conversations for Care. We plan to facilitate conversations around improving the way research is carried out with care experienced people as well as investigate what support works for children in care in education. We will do this by bringing together young people, social workers, foster carers and others, and researchers.
In some ways it felt as if I’d come full circle. I remembered my first day at university in 1992. I was 34 years old and completely overwhelmed. The previous year I had gone to college to take GCSE Maths and English. I could not speak without blushing bright red. And yet, without education I would not be the person I am today. Without education I would not have been a Research Assistant at Magdalen College.
I thought of my lovely friend who owned a bookshop and night after night he would take me through my essays, line by line. Explaining what I could do or might have missed. He introduced me to ‘quintessential’ and many new words. He went to Oxford but sadly never finished. Things went wrong for him and were never really put right. I hope that quintessential gentleman was with me as I entered the gates to Magdalen.
After many amazing discussions with Aoife, it was time for lunch. There was a choice: Thai, sandwiches, salad, or pie, mash and mushy peas with or without gravy. We settled in Pieminister and had organic pies – I was ‘with’ and Aoife was ‘without’. They were delicious.
Lucky for me Aoife has a sweet tooth and so we walked the streets of Oxford until we found one of her favourite cake shops. I had chocolate pecan tart and she had a gigantic cookie.
HR gave me lots of forms to fill out and did lots of photocopying of certificates and ID things. The usual difficulties of why do you have so many different names had all been smoothed over and explained beforehand. So there were no awkward questions and I felt for the first time relaxed and able to get on and do what I needed to do, like have my photograph taken and *excitement*, complete my application for a library card. I would be going to the Bodleian the following week, for training so I can learn to be Aoife’s, amazing Research Assistant.
The day ended and I took a short cut back to the station. Only it wasn’t a shortcut. I passed a lamppost – could it I wondered be the one that inspired Lewis?
I eventually found my way and ended up puffing along the canal pathway, all the time hoping I would make the train in time and not have to spend horrendous amounts on a replacement ticket.
I made it, just; red-faced and sweaty, but with a table all to myself in the air-conditioned carriage and time to reflect on my first amazing day at University of Oxford.