Stroking: critisism sandwiched between compliments

Some students wrote to me the other day for help with a colleague at Heriot-Watt. They needed more worked examples in his lectures but couldn't find the words to ask him. How to communicate their needs firmly but constructively? So I told them about stroking.

To stroke is to sandwich constructive critisism between two compliments. I was taught this as a technical term by Professor Cowan during a PGCAP training lecture on effective feedback — more on that shortly. As a public service I offer the following stroking template to all you students out there. Feel free to tailor it to your specific needs:

Dear Professor Branestawm,

We are now half-way through your Unworkable Gadgets course. We have found it very stimulating. (First compliment.)

We're a bit at sea with some of the more mathematical material. It would help if you could do some worked examples on the board. (Constructive critisism.)

We'd like to take this opportunity to thank you for telling us about unworkable gadgets; we've heard a lot about them from our undergraduate colleagues over the past two years and we had been looking forward to learning the material. (Second compliment.)
That's stroking. Enjoy.

Some say that this kind of thing is unnecessary, people should be ‘professional’. Nonsense. Professionals get emotionally invested in what they do and suffer a stress reaction at the thought that their investment was wasted. It's as natural as worrying about missing the bus to work. Stressed people are not good listeners, so you have to calm them down before and after. In any case — if you care enough to write, then what they're doing is something you care about. Why not mention that?

The same lecture that Professor Cowan taught me the word ‘stroking’ was the last lecture he ever gave in my course. The story why is itself a sorry tale of inadequate stroking.

The organisers of PGCAP are really big on feedback sheets, and they like to try out different formats. The feedback sheet for Professor Cowan's lecture on effective feedback was a bunch of words scattered in faux random style on a sheet of A4 paper. You were supposed to highlight the words that (for you) applied to the talk.

Professor Cowan likes to tell real-life stories to illustrate his points, and the best ones tend to come round again. I think repetition in teaching is good, within reason, but some of my fellow students disagreed. One story, somebody said, should appear at most once. An ‘anti-repeated-story’ movement started in the class, but the feedback sheets only had words like ‘inspiring‘, ‘boring’, ‘repetitive’. They all highlighted ‘repetitive’ and ‘boring’. (I had a bad feeling about the whole thing and left mine blank.)

When Professor Cowan got his feedback sheets, he threw a complete wobbly — that's english schoolboy slang for ‘a tantrum’, but without quite the same negative connotations. He wrote an e-mail expressing his fed-uppedness and swore never to teach us again. If we all found him so repetitive and boring, he said, then he wasn't going to take the trouble to come in to lecture to us any more. Pity, but I don't really blame him. I think that it was silly feedback, and an even sillier feedback sheet. But why oh why did it put Professor Cowan off the whole class for life? No stroking.

I knew about stroking before I learnt the technical term: I once got the sharp end of the non-stroking stick myself. I shan't forget the experience.

I've travelled quite a bit, and spent time in several academic departments. On the last day of one of my visits, a senior member of the department called me into his office. From behind his desk he read to me an itemised list of my faults, and how I had failed to live up to the department's expectations. Then he invited me to leave (without seeing me to the door).

What he did was wrong at many levels. If he had issues with me then he should have raised them earlier. If the department had expectations, these should have been explained. He should have done what he did on neutral territory, like a quiet corner of the coffee room, and not in his office. There should have been no desk between us. He should have escorted me to the door.

(I find that where you choose to conduct a conversation is almost as important has what is said. If I'm going to give critisism to somebody, I like to buy them a coffee and take them for a walk. Then the negative energy doesn't stick to the walls of my office. There must be a theory about that too, somewhere, but I haven't found it yet. This essay is just about beginning and ending the interaction. )

Returning to my colleague, first of all and above all, the lack of stroking made an abusive experience out of listening to what it was that he wanted me to know. I believe I saw glints of enjoyment in his eyes at my discomfort and confusion. I fear that this is quite common and probably not just in academia: lack of stroking is, more often than not, a form of workplace bullying masquerading as ‘professionalism’.

So keep stroking. It's the mark of a pro.





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