Post-Trip Reflection on Education

A special thanks to our partners at Stanford Digital Education, our teaching sites, and all who supported our journey along the way!

For six Stanford undergraduates with minimal cycling or teaching background, a summer of biking and teaching across the country is a summer of steep climbs and steeper learning curves.

Every year, a team of 6 to 7 Stanford students known as Stanford Spokes bikes from San Francisco to Washington, D.C. Along the way, the Spokes teach self-designed educational workshops for over 250 K-12 students at schools, libraries, and learning centers—with the goal of bridging educational divides in the United States.

From June 16th to August 25th, 2023, we and the four other members of Spokes 2023 found ourselves fixing flat tires and tailoring lesson plans, settling into pedaling rhythms on the one hand and teaching routines on the other—learning to bike tour and learning to teach, all at the same time.

Luckily, we have had the privilege of being connected to a wealth of educational resources and expertise on campus, in particular the folks at Stanford Digital Education (SDE)—the unit that sponsors Spokes. SDE works to “accelerate social mobility and individual growth through digital innovation in teaching and learning.” With the support of SDE, our team was empowered to bring what we’ve learned at Stanford into learning spaces across the country this summer.

We began brainstorming and designing our lessons in the spring. Many of us were inspired by our respective majors and other coursework we had pursued at Stanford. One workshop, for example, encouraged students to think about photographs like a historian by having them experiment with taking photos themselves. We asked a question Stanford students grapple with in their history classes: How should historians and students of history handle bias—in their sources and in themselves—in order to construct the most honest historical narrative they can?

As the content of our lesson plans began to take shape, we also considered our audience: students in grades K-12, mostly children and pre-teens, with a wide range of educational backgrounds. How could we adapt complex ideas taught in college courses into 1-hour workshops that both engaged and educated younger students?

To help us along, Spokes alum and SDE graduate fellow Parth Sarin introduced the team to pedagogical concepts such as enduring understandings and universal design for learning. We learned to frame our workshops around 1) the core understandings we wanted students to walk away with and 2) hands-on, project-based activities—a key component of Spokes’ teaching model. We felt more or less ready to teach.

Beautiful weather for launching bottle rockets at 4H Lab:Revolution in Farmington, Missouri. Photo by Anna Wang

Students learning charcoal drawing in the “Art as Meditation” workshop at Inclusion Connections in Olathe, Kansas. Photo by Helen Tian 

Putting our workshops into action, however, quickly made it clear that teaching is more than just a lesson plan. Planning could only get us so far. When we left campus, our lessons existed as Word documents on personal laptops and unopened boxes of teaching supplies; none of us knew exactly what would happen when students engaged with our workshops. It was only over the course of the summer that we discovered how difficult it can be to strike the right balance between the workshop’s hands-on activity and its learning goals for our youngest students, for instance, as well as how complicated it is to teach certain workshop topics, such as social identities and intersectionality, in conservative regions of the country.

As a community of budding educators, our journey of learning to teach and to enjoy teaching was, above all, a journey of embracing flexibility. After each teaching day, we would reflect as a team about what went well and what we wanted to change, and members who assisted or observed a workshop shared feedback with the workshop leader. Our discussions made it clear that we needed to tailor our lesson plans for each teaching day to fit the students and local community—for example, we added colorful balloons to the bottle rocket workshop for younger students with extra energy and curated local historical archives to use when showing students the fundamentals of historical research.

Sitting down with Dutchtown Opportunity Coalition for Youth staff and students at the Thomas Dunn Learning Center in St. Louis, Missouri for a lunchtime Q&A about attending college. Photo by Caitlyn Dorion

Outside of our workshops, we were also deliberate this summer about serving as resources for students interested in pursuing higher education. By chatting with them about their dreams and hobbies, their academic interests and career aspirations, we hoped to help validate the futures they imagined for themselves.

During a lunchtime Q&A organized by the Dutchtown Opportunity Coalition for Youth, an organization that works with youth from St. Louis neighborhoods with high crime rates, we not only answered questions about our college experiences, but also learned about the students’ diverse interests—ranging from cheer and step teams to psychology research—and talked about pursuing these passions beyond high school. The casual conversation during lunch encouraged all students to take space in the classroom as well: in the “Social Identities and Intersectionality” workshop that followed, students who had been quiet in the morning workshops volunteered to share about discriminatory social dynamics they struggled with at school.

Now that Stanford Spokes 2023 has come to an end, we want to say one final thank you to all the teaching sites and staff who gave us the space to teach our workshops—without your longstanding ties to the local community and commitment to education, Spokes would not look the way it does today. And, to all the students who showed up to our workshops, we hope we were able to encourage and challenge you to keep learning—as you certainly did for us.

Signing off now,

Anna Wang & Helen Tian

Day 71: SLAY THE DAY

WOW.


We’re in D.C.

Mission accomplished.

Synopsis: Biked 30some miles on a beautiful paved trail (great infrastructure), then saw the monument from afar, then biked to the monument, took some photos there, ate some tasty gelato in the D.C. streets, biked back to pick up the van that we parked nearby, dipped our wheels in the Atlantic (misinformation alert: we actually dipped it into the Potomac, which we were told leads to the Atlantic :0), and then we arrived at our hosts house, and showered and talked.

What to make of this? What meaning to draw?

We’ll know in due time.

Thank you for following along,

Victoria

Day 70: Q&A Continued

Yay! More questions! Here goes:

 Can you share more about the lesson plans you use to teach at the schools? What is one of your most favorite teachable moments so far on the trip? (Ariadne Delon Scott, Stanford Transportation)

 We all taught hour-long workshops based on our individual academic interests and backgrounds. Leo, with a background of having worked SpaceX and building rockets with Stanford Space Initiative, taught “Building Bottle Rockets,” which included a short lecture on basic rocket science and aerodynamics and then time for students to build and launch bottle rockets. Victoria, excited to ask all sorts of people we meet along the way, from hosts to restaurant owners, about their sense of social belonging and connection, taught “Community and Social Networks,” a discussion-based workshop where students mapped out their social network with sticky notes on poster board. Jordan, coming from years of art classes she’s taken before and in Stanford, as well as a passion for mental health practices, taught an introductory charcoal-based drawing and meditation course called “Art as Meditation: Practicing Mindfulness Through Creative Expression.” Anna, a history major focusing on the history of the law in society, in her workshop “Exploring Historical Perspective and Bias Through a Camera Lens” introduced students to tools for thinking about history through introductory photography. Alex, majoring in CS and TAing various CS courses at Stanford, as well as our team’s go-to person for any tech questions, cleverly introduced students to “How the Internet Works” through showing them computer code alongside a fun game of telephone during his workshop. Finally, as a psychology major with specific interests in social psychology, I taught a discussion-based and puzzle-making workshop on “Social Identities and Intersectionality.”

 A favorite teachable moment in this trip has been realizing how important providing examples in lessons are. From helping with teammates’ workshops to closely watching students’ reactions in my own, I’ve seen over and over how if students can see and, even better, work with an example representing a more complex concept, there is a far higher chance of them understanding that concept. It has been extremely gratifying to witness the “aha!” learning moments.

 What have you learned along the way (about bikes, about teaching, about traveling across the US, about yourselves, about snacks)? (Anonymous)

 1)     About bikes: Gears make a really big difference for going up and down hills. Trying to “tough it out” at the same gear to save the brain power of trying to change gears earns me extra exhaustion and a side eye from Jordan.

2)     About teaching: K-12 teachers deserve the utmost respect and gratitude. Seriously, the amount of energy it takes to fully engage with a classroom full of students is far more than it takes to, say, stubbornly bike up a hill on a single gear.

3)     About traveling across the US: Each state has a distinct driving culture. More on this at the end of the post.

4)     About ourselves: Our team dynamic is very much like a family of 6 on a road trip. In my mind, each person plays a clear familial role. One of my favorite titles I’ve heard someone called is “concerned family friend.”

5)     About snacks: Cheez-it mayo sandwiches and Dot’s pretzels, paired with a can or two of black coffee, are the best creations of humankind.

 

Is there anything that you were exposed to during your trip that you think you will want to commit more of your time to in the future. If so, how can the Stanford community contribute and support you in those efforts? (The TomKat Center)

Although I’m the only vegetarian on the team, I’ve been very lucky that all my teammates have been very conscientious of making sure hosts and restaurants and grocery hauls have options available for me (special shout out to Leo for making the point to communicate this to every single host). In some places in the country, vegetarian options were far more accessible compared to other areas. I’d be curious to identify and explore what list of factors influence this difference. On campus, I’m excited to explore any classes on related topics.

 

What was the biggest surprise or the most unexpected thing you learned or experienced? (The TomKat Center)

 One big surprise has been seeing how different states have very different driving cultures around bikes. Here are a few particularly worth mentioning:

 1)    In Nevada and Kentucky, we’ve encountered hands-down some of the least bike-friendly driving. From honking aggressively, to leaning the head out to yell insults, to a handful of coal rolls, we’ve seen it all. Of course, driving incredibly quickly and closely to bikers is a given alongside these displays.

2)    In Kansas, we’ve met some of the most social drivers. We often passed by trucks giving us friendly toots and waves, an occasional cheer, as well as many friendly conversations with strangers in gas stations.

3)    Colorado by far had my favorite driving. Especially in areas with a vibrant bike culture and bikers all over the Rockies, vehicles of all sizes slowed down and made sure to give bikers a wide shoulder, no matter how narrow or steep the roads. Cities, such as Denver, were also built with good bike infrastructure — plenty of bike trails and large, clearly painted bike lanes.   

 Thanks for reading and for the questions — one more day till we reach D.C.!

 Cheers,

 Helen

Day 67: Photo Gallery - Pittsburgh: Last Stop Before DC

Here are some photos from our time in Pittsburgh. Enjoy!

Bicycle Heaven Museum - The world’s largest bicycle musuem

A toucan at the National Aviary

Alex on North Canton Avenue — the steepest street (37% grade) in the continental United States.

A panorama of Pittsburgh from the top of the Duchesne Incline.

A tyrannosaurus rex skeleton at the Carnegie Museum of Natural History

Phipps Conservatory and Botanical Gardens.

Pittsburgh at night.

Acrisure Stadium at night during a Steelers game

A fireworks show on the river to celebrate the Steelers victory over the Bills.

-Leo

Day 65: more Q&A!

Answering some blogs! Spokes countdown is real.

What part of Spokes will you miss the most once you return to Stanford?

Hmm, this is a tough question. I think I’ll miss different things as I move forward. To be frank (haha—this happens to be one of phrases I frequent, so when my teammates-turned-friends! imitate, they make sure to parody my bluntness), it has been more difficult than I anticipated returning to this trip. Maybe it’s the fact that my quality of life is shifting. Or it could be the time pressure of an impending normalcy, soon triumphing anything deviant, like Spokes. Some might call it coping; others, adjusting. Maybe it’s a million different things that I will never quite piece together. But old habits die hard. And I’ve always had seemingly uncontrollable periods of headiness. In these last few days, I find myself dazing or thinking and envisioning some post-Spokes life, something just out of reach.

All that is to say, when I was on my hiatus, I missed the new things and places. My home, the one in Pittsburgh, was caved in. Not literally—but in my mind, it was many threads of my past lives which somehow felt less significant this time around. Now, I think I’ll miss my team. I’ll miss the co-living and co-caring and all the spurts of jokes and jabs that teepee into comfort and mundanity. In a few weeks, when I’m back on campus, I might miss the moments I’m right on the descent of a road, with the churches and shops and residences all within my worldview, and the speed sparking a hidden glee toward the wild and free.

What food do you crave most while biking?

This is also such a good question. On this trip, we’ve eaten so many pairings of bread (white, wheat, Hawaiian, whole grain, an everything bagel, plain white bagel, chives bage?), meat if you’re not vegetarian (turkey, smoked turkey, honey turkey, etc etc.), chopped veggies (celery if Anna shops, mixed greens, tomatoes, and cucumbers), and cheese!  So in our mix of groceries, I always crave our snacks while biking. Especially when I’m sweating a bit and my body sense a decline in sodium, I’ll think about Cheez-its (white cheddar groves, specifically) or Dot’s Pretzels or flavor-blasted goldfish. 

Then, we’ve been able to eat out, with a lot of dining towards the end of this trip. With more options, I’ll crave so many things. In landlocked states, I would dream of sushi and the spicy mayo sauce drizzled on top. Cheeseburgers, veggie quesadillas, macaroni and cheese, a fried chicken sandwich with macaroni and cheese in it, Pad Thai…wow, I’m getting hungry now.

- Victoria

Day 66: Rest Day Antics

While one huge goal of this trip is to be on the road, spending each night in a different town, the truth is we also have a good number of rest days. These days are crucial for us to recover physically, mentally, and simply serve as a great opportunity to explore some of the major cities we pass through. We’re on our final rest day in Pittsburgh today, which got me thinking about how our rest days have fallen into a predictable routine. For this post, I will detail my impression (emphasis on my impression, as I don’t see everyone most hours of the day) of what we each do on rest days — here goes!

Lewis and Clark

 Just yesterday morning, I returned to sit on my sleeping bag after a couple of hours of early morning tutoring to space out (need to fund my caffeine addiction somehow), when, in the corner of my eye, I saw Alex very excitedly telling Victoria’s parents (Victoria’s family has been hosting us) about a list of museums and landmarks he plans to explore. I saw Leo looking at his phone, grinning, very pleased with himself for having plotted their favorite museums on a map to determine the most efficient route to visit them all. Both Alex and Leo were in baseball caps and running shoes, ready to embark on one of their many day-long side quests of the trip.

 Nearly every museum and hike and landmark visit I’ve made on this trip has been entirely thanks to Leo and Alex researching the city and offering to take the group. If anyone’s Google Maps search history could be copy-pasted into a comprehensive travel brochure, it would be theirs, without a doubt.  

Mega bike we found at a bike fair that Leo and Alex took us to yesterday!

 The Thinker

 Victoria often gets a look on her face – on the bike, in the car, in the tent — those unmoving eyes and wistful are a surefire giveaway that she’s deep in thought. She’s always pondering some pressing question: What makes a meaningful relationship? What types of impact do different government and public sector jobs create? How do you approach our biggest social problems? Unsurprisingly, given all the time in the day, she often asks to be dropped off near a library or some pretty street for her to freely wander, read, journal, and phone an old friend or two to discuss these questions. Of course, these blocks of thinking are often peppered with shopping trips, team excursions, and her easy laugh.

House of Ravenclaw

Living with Anna for these past 2 months, I’ve seen her read and write far more than I have in my two years of being an enrolled student at Stanford. Without fail, Anna will find her way to a library on a rest day. When she isn’t reading a very thick book, she is typing away on a Word document at what I can only imagine to be the next great novel (I am not joking — she is a spectacular writer and helps proofread nearly everything I write). Anna is also a great coffee shop buddy, being wonderful company while my reliance on Americanos provides us with AC and WIFI. Jordan and I have told her that she will oversee our studying next year to make sure that we can be more like her. Unfortunately, she does not sound over eager to take on this role…

Case in point. I’m typing this blog right now, and she is currently sitting across from me.

Mutual Menaces

Me and Jordan spend far too many waking hours together to be good influences on each other — we have revived our true crime interests (you can bet many hours on rest days go to Netflix documentaries), enabled our clothes thrifting and book window shopping habits, and have collectively supported the entire coffee shop economy as we crossed this country. Our rest days are a steady rotation of coffee shops, window shopping, and an occasional tourist excursion. As I’m wrapping up this blog, I’m chugging my iced Americano from Pittsburgh’s Yinz Coffee, and I’m wearing a tank top we thrifted from a vintage pop-up fair in Denver and jeans we thrifted in a sports exchange shop in Steamboat Springs.

What I encountered on my tourist excursion of the day — Andy Warhol’s paper mache elephant that Keith Haring painted over!

Signing off to refill my coffee,

Helen

Day 64: Almost-Goodbye

We’re one week out from biking to the Washington Monument—one week and a few days out from bidding farewell to the van, our bikes, and each other, from re-entering our non-Spokes lives like fish returning to water.

I can’t quite imagine the end of Spokes; I don’t know whether, like a fish, I’ll flop around on the deck before finding my way over the edge, or whether I’ll slip right back into the rhythm of life in one place with quicksilver grace. I suspect it will be a bit of both—that completing Spokes and going home will be simultaneously bittersweet and a welcome relief.

This past week has not been easy. Everyone on the team is or has been dealing with physical ailments medium and small, and we have not had an official rest day since Farmington, MO—what feels like a lifetime ago. When we arrive at Victoria’s home in Pittsburgh earlier today in time for a delicious home-cooked lunch, I’m weary to the bone.

It’s interesting to watch Victoria with her parents, to match faces with the voices we’ve heard on the other end of her phone on a nearly daily basis. Familiarity is a luxury we haven’t had much of this trip, and I’m reminded that there is no place, no people, more familiar to me than home.

That afternoon, we spend an hour cleaning out the car and spreading everything out on Victoria’s driveway. Baby wipes, a bag of rice, various canned foods, sleeping bags, a hammer, shoes and plates and tent—the things that have been most familiar to me this past summer. We donate some things, keep others; the van is emptier than before.

Nearly every Spokes day involves a goodbye of some sort. These days, I can feel the team preparing for the final stretch, sitting in this space of almost-goodbye even as we continue meeting new people and traveling new places.

We’re almost there.

I’ll see you all next week for my final blog—

Anna

Day 61: Trails and Travails

Ohio has welcomed us with cooler temperatures and some sporadic rain — which has been quite refreshing compared to the humidity in Kentucky and Missouri. Today we travelled from Columbus, OH to Mount Vernon, OH.

A two-lane rail trail that goes off into the distance.

Ohio and the surrounding states have a lot of rail trails — rail lines that have been converted to bike paths. These trails are great! The rail lines run very directly between cities, go through beautiful wilderness and are completely devoid of motorized vehicles so they are very pleasant to bike on. I hope that more defunct rail lines can be similarly converted.

A couple of days ago, Alex and I pushed through a century (we biked 105 miles) which was great to do and really felt like a landmark in the growth of my cycling abilities. But every journey has its challenges, and mine came in the form of pain and pins-and-needles sensation in my hands. Such sensations aren’t uncommon in long-distance cycling, but they serve as a reminder that even in passion, there's a need for balance.

While I wait for my hands to recover, I’ve been helping drive the van and support the cyclists. My temporary hiatus from cycling is just a chapter, and soon I’ll be back on the saddle, eager to cover the miles that lie between us and our destination.

-Leo