Food for
Thought
How a pear pie
in Brooklyn changed classrooms across the country
Written by
Christopher Caen
Very few web sites invite you to
become annoyed. Even fewer cause you to
become openly angry as you click from page to
page. Yet, as one visits DonorsChoose.org, this is the first reaction that is
triggered. Art classes without art supplies. School libraries without books.
Science teachers without science equipment. The
surprise is that these shortfalls are not from schools in a Third World Country.
They are in Chicago, New York and San
Francisco. One of the schools on the web site could be
right down your street. This is the reality of public education in the richest
country in the history of the world.
We are reading more and more about the shortcomings of
education in the
United States
. The problem appears to be growing with
each day and becoming so systemic and overwhelming that the ability of
individuals to make a difference appears lost. What can one person accomplish
where the govern
ment of our country seems to be
failing so spectacularly? What was needed is a defining
mo
ment to stem the tide. No one thought,
however that the defining mo
ment would be a
baked pear dessert.
Charles Best does not look like a revolutionary. When you first
meet him he is quiet and gracious. He listens
more than he talks. Although very tall, he hunches slightly when talking to
so
meone, almost willing himself down to their height. The more he
talks, though, the more you are aware of a deep determination. This is a man who
does not get knocked off the tracks easily, and the history of Charles and
DonorsChoose.org bears this out.
Nothing in Charles' background
indicated his future. Growing up in a comfortable life with his family in
New
York, he went to high school
at St. Paul's School in New Hampshire, a prep school known so well for its
Gothic English architecture that one magazine referred to it as
"America's Hogwarts." A perennial feeder into
Harvard, Yale and Princeton, it was not a terrible
surprise that Charles wound up at Yale. Up to this
moment, nothing
seemed out of the ordinary and a future as a
successful lawyer or Wall Street broker seemed
secure.
Until Charles wound up teaching at a inner-city school in
the South Bronx, that is. As he approached graduation
Charles had decided that he wanted to be either a teacher or a police officer.
He picked the for mer , and
beca me a social studies teacher at the
Wings
Academy in the
Bronx , a high school located in a
for mer factory building. It was as far a cry
from the bucolic and refined setting of St. Paul 's as you could get.
One day, Charles and his fellow
teachers were in the teacher's lounge, talking about their wish lists, about the
things they wanted for their school and their students. As he listened to their
dreams, a germ of an idea began growing in Charles'
head.
This was around the
same time that
articles were being written about where and how charitable donations from
September 11th were being spent. Some of the
money was going to the survivors, but some was
also going for salaries and overhead. The problem for many donors was that they
had no clear idea how their money was going.
The germ of an idea was this. What if you could create a
mec hanism where donors could choose themselves
where their money was spent? There would be no question of how the charity was
spending the money because there would be no charity, just individuals
contributing on a one-to-one basis. It was a radical notion, and not one that
was met with universal glee.
Which brings us to his mom's baked pear dessert. One day
Charles gathered his fellow teachers at his mother's house. As they sat down to
eat the dessert, he told them his plan. It was to build a website where teachers
could post their needs online, and donors could fund them directly. What Charles
was proposing was an eBay for school funding. The only problem was he lacked
teacher proposals to post on the site. The deal with his fellow teachers that
day was the following: if you eat one of my mom's pears, you have to post a
proposal online. With her cara
melized fruit
dessert right in front of their noses, there was no way they could say
no.
In 2000, DonorsChoose.org was launched. All the initial
teachers' proposals were funded, but there was more to this story than
met the eye. Only years later did the initial
group of teachers discover that the ‘donors' who had funded their proposals were
in fact the sam
e person: Charles himself. He
had used his own savings to get the ball rolling.
Quickly the site started growing. Even though all the
proposals came from teachers in the
New
York area, money was flowing
in from around the country. And the idea of a nonprofit vehicle that was not a
nonprofit was still uncomfortable for people. "It's still a very small
operation," sniffed a program officer for a large foundation to The New York
Times. "What DonorsChoose
does is take the middleman out of the equation, and that middleman is the
charity who is my client," grumped a consultant to the
Times.
The only people who mattered to Charles, though, were the
teachers. And as DonorsChoose started to grow across the country, so did the
thanks of the students and teachers. Wrote one teacher from
California
to a DonorsChoose
contributor, "Dear Mysterious Angel. I don't know who you are, but you have
given forgotten children a chance to experience the world. You are
amazing."
Charles had tapped into one-to-one philanthropy like no one
before. DonorsChoose was geared to support these relationships. When donors fund
one of the proposals, they receive an email thanking them for their donation
almost im
me diately. The real impact hits them
about a month later, when a package arrives in the mail from the class itself.
There are handwritten notes from the children and photos of them using the
supplies or equip
me nt they bought. If the
funding happened around the end of the year, they are almost guaranteed to get a
holiday card from the entire class. No one has to wonder where their money went:
the evidence of your charity is right before your eyes.
It was such an obvious idea as to be
brilliant. Connect people who want to help teachers with the teachers that need
the help.
DonorsChoose was a hit almost
im
me diately, much to the consternation of
Charles. He had no offices. He had practically no staff. He had no money. He
pooled all his funds and moved back into his parent's house. But
equip
me nt needed to be bought and a web site
needed to be grown. DonorsChoose was going national before Charles was ready to
handle it.
He began tapping contacts through his
connections at St.
Paul's and Yale.
He started cold-calling magazines, newspapers, television stations and anyone
else he could think of. Slowly, the story of DonorsChoose started getting out.
AOL Time Warner and Goldman Sachs helped with
the funding. When they expanded to San Francisco, local venture capitalist Vinod Khosla from the
powerful firm of Kleiner, Perkins, Caufield and Byers chipped in the start-up
costs.
Then in 2003 lightning struck. DonorsChoose was
me
ntioned on Oprah Winfrey's television show.
The results were im
me
diate. And
overwhelming - to
the point where the servers crashed from the crush of traffic. But the story was
out, and in typical DonorsChoose fashion, more funding appeared just because.
In Los, Angeles, Judy Chambers Beck read about DonorsChoose
in a BusinessWeek article. It
im
me diately struck a chord because her
husband's for
me r wife was a teacher, and Judy's
mother was a teacher for 30 years, and Judy herself volunteers as an art teacher
at a local grade school. She and her husband did
so
me research on DonorsChoose and decided they
wanted to help. The next ti
me they were in
New York
, they
me t with Charles.
Im
me diately, they fell in love with him and his
passion for the project.
Charles told them that they were in desperate need of new
computers because of their national expansion and the runaway traffic on the web
site. The Becks decided to put their own money in and pay for all the new
equip
ment. What was it that made them jump in
with such gusto? It was that emotional connection that they were drawn to. They
appreciated the real-tim
e response of finding a
teacher in need on the site and being able to do
so
mething about it right away. They looked
forward to getting the handwritten notes from the students, every single one of
which they have kept. Transparency was key.
"DonorsChoose appealed to
me because of the
immediacy of the response," Judy said. "This is
the only place where I know immediately where
the money went and how it benefited the
recipients."
An unanticipated result of the
DonorsChoose process is a form of "paying forward." Judy says that when she is
with a friend who is having a bad day or is unhappy, she pulls out one of the
notes from the children for her friend to read. She finds they can't stay down
when they read how these children have been lifted
up.
One of the teachers wrote in with a similar experience.
"Through your kind donations, you have also sparked an outpouring of generosity
in my students. When we received the rug, I explained to my students how we were
able to receive the rug through DonorsChoose. I answered lots of questions about
what DonorsChoose is and how the funding process works. I have seen an increase
in random acts of kindness amongst my students and I have you and DonorsChoose
to thank!"
If giving begets giving, and one kind
deed deserves another, the greatest legacy of Charles
Best's mom's pears in that kitchen goes way beyond the saving
of classes and teachers. DonorsChoose is having a direct effect on how children
see their world and their place in it. And this might be the greatest gift that
DonorsChoose will ever fund.
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