I recently broke up with Culver’s.
Let me explain.
In my classroom, civic literacy isn’t about memorizing documents. It’s about learning how those ideas live, travel, and show up in students’ real lives.
As part of the Civic Star Challenge, we took a close look at the Declaration of Independence. As the students were annotating the document, I put on my ultimate break-up playlist. (It kicked off with Neal Sedaka’s “Breaking Up is Hard to Do,” of course!) Then I threw it to the students: using the Declaration as a format, how might they write their own break up letter to someone or, even better, something?
Each letter had to include some key elements, including: a preamble explaining the need for separation, a statement of basic rights, a list of grievances, quotes from the original, and a final declaration of independence.
I mused that I was giving Culver’s the boot: I’d attempted reconciliation by trying the fast food chain’s salads, but they were just no match for their butter burgers. For that reason, an ongoing relationship would be unsustainable.
The students immediately ran with it. One student, a worrier, wrote a break-up letter to her stress. Another wrote to her annoying little sister, reasoning that it would be better for their relationship if she got her own room: “It doesn’t mean that I don’t love you. As the Declaration of Independence states ‘as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends’”.
I thought a student’s letter to Homework was particularly inspired. They wrote, “You force me to wrap my head around your nonsensical phrases without clear explanation with the threat of dishonor and failure, a remnant of years passed harder to let go of than a bandaid of duct tape.” (See the full letter below.)
And like other important documents, the students got feedback on their drafts. In my class, we’re often sharing work with each other, getting input and ideas. As I overheard the murmur of conversation, I could tell that they’d connected deeply with the concept and the material. Plus, as they shared with each other, they were teaching and learning from each other. And that’s always been the most powerful thing for me.
At the end of the class, a student showed me a letter addressed to the manager at her after school job. She explained “At the end of this year, just before I go off to college, this is going to be my letter of resignation.”
Dear Homework,
I’m not gonna start with a bunch of flattering language: we need to break up. Breaking up is hard to do, so I’m just going to rip off the bandaid. But, as it says in the Declaration of Independence, “a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation”.
This relationship has felt one sided. I have a right to myself, my time, and my life. I would say “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness”, but you were a fair execution of those rights. I should not have to depend on others for my own happiness, especially when the likes of something so selfish that they cannot even fathom the idea of another having problems. I made a list of issues we have that are too late to fix:
- You keep making me find your x and solve your problems. I am happy to find the scale of your shapes and angle of your curves but I am tired of picking up the remains of your past that are meant to be yours to find.
- You ask me to dig into the shallow shores of phrase instead of letting me dig deep into the endless wells of symbolism and metaphor, and even when you do you still make me try to find purpose in what has already found it.
- You try to make me correct the good and try to correct me on my word despite the fact it is mine and mine alone and is carefully crafted to near perfection.
- You stole time I could have used in the pursuit of happiness and togetherness. You stole my hours with your desires and forced me into action and work in the bedroom when I wish I could have time to spend with my family and friends.
- You force me to wrap my head around your nonsensical phrases without clear explanation with the threat of dishonor and failure, a remnant of years passed harder to let go of than a bandaid of duct tape.
- You limit my ability to write beautiful rivers of meaning and mountains of conflict by constricting me with prompt and censorship unless it is to your own delight.
- We had beautiful and exhilarating times uncovering the mysteries of problems and finding patterns in the stars between meaning, and yet when I try to find problems of my own, you give me complex translations of your design filled with repetition that turns my mind to machine in a repeating pattern of simple and bland.
- You make me do work of no importance purely to keep my smile from being shared.
We have tried to mend our pain with the twine of love and sacrifice. We have tried to give ourselves the time and effort we deserve, but you have broken my heart too many times to count, and I am tired. I need rest and work of interest and purpose and you have gone back to your tricks of time again and again. So I am sorry about this choice, but I need to make it final. You have made me an also-ran far too many times to count.
We are done. I am now free of your bondage. I can now run free and find solace in the love and care of family and friendship. No longer shall we share a room of question and solution, but we shall now find our own paths. I would offer friendship, but you are the sun and friendship is wings of wax, and if I get too close I shall fall into despair. I will live on and dream of love and beauty, and I’ll forget you but I will never forget the smallest one who ever lived.
Sincerely,
A Student
About Beth
- Teaching experience: 30 years teaching, including 26 years teaching middle school world history.
- Currently teaching: 9th-12th grade social studies
The 2008 Wisconsin State Teacher of Year, Beth earned her doctorate in Teacher Leadership in 2016. She is a member of the iCivics Educator Network and serves on the Wisconsin History Center Lead Teacher Council, providing input in advance of the new Wisconsin Historical Society’s museum (opening in 2027). She is passionate about project-based learning and enthusiastic about supporting her students as they design social studies projects and participate in her seminars.