Although I wrote this a while back, I encountered it today.
Dumbing Down Teachers, Henry A. Giroux, Truthout, May 26 2010.
A self reflective discipline in a vacuum of experience is useless. I didn't learn how to teach until years after I went through my "teacher training". I needed to step into reality. Without the days in the real classroom all my critical pedagogy was smoke in the wind. I also have seen the use of practical experience in learning with the students Giroux seems to…
Fascinating statistics in the report on the Internet Librarian Conferenceprovided by Lee Rainie from the Pew Internet Project. Looking forward to the results of the Gates grant he has received to study libraries and the new media.The speech is very interesting with lots of computer jokes but the statistics are staggering - information anytime, anywhere and any device is more than real.We have more cell phones (according to subscription) that we have people!59% of adults connect to the Internet via…
One of the great things about teaching is that I learn something every day. Today, I learned about "Backchannel". A phrase born in 1970 by Victor Yngve to describe a technological conversation going on in a group at the same time a lecture or verbal discussion was ongoing. Sort of like MST3000 , for those of you who are as geeky as I am. The first instance in 2002 resulting in some embarrassing fact checking for QWest CEO, Joe Nacchio, who was bemoaning his lack of funds -not true. So now, according to…
Here it is spring of 2011 and I have taught three, almost four, online classes. All those things that I thought I would do, well, like any other class, I find I'm still working on them. I have placed video and links and visuals in to begin to reach some of my visual learners.However, the big changes I wanted - more interaction, more conversation, millions of links, assignments that were easier to grade. Well, they're still coming.
The most interesting piece for me is the similarities of class…
Meditation on Loss at Passover Like parsley in salt water
I am grieving for the long bondage broken.
The period of the sentence defines the end of a bright hope.
The solid end offers a beginning I cannot see for the mist of tears.
When the sentence was spoken, I thought I was dead. Something died.
I am still here wherever that is. I can't say yet.
That harsh solid period was followed by a long full stop silence.
Here is not where I thought I would be, waiting…
Millennium kids, the X gens, or digital natives. Is this what they want? As a librarian, this child is talking to me!
Recently a friend posted this and it's enough to make me repost and stand up and say "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take this any more!" a la Beale in Network
I've been taking an online line class and we've been hip deep in theory - Contructivism, andragogy and other epistemologies and methodologies ( I love Greek). I may begin to boycott any word that doesn't show up on my spell checker. Anyhow this is from the TED convention.
I call it -
Is anybody listening?
Once I explored Second Life in an online class as a student. Flying to exotic locations and wearing far out scifi type costumes was fun. Working as an online teacher has not been as theatrical but certainly thrilling in its own way. First, there is nothing to compare to the hysteria of emails when the main homework link goes down. To compound the problem it was not something on “our” end that we could fix although we tried mightily. Finally, it was a vendor glitch that was easily fixed. Not until the…
Challenge - something that by its very nature serves as a call to special effort. After a summer of experiences other than formal education, this fall I will be working with the students at Cerro Coso Community College as a librarian and educational support tutor. After getting my feet wet, I'll actually teach online as well - rather than theorize.
How will my previous posts about online instruction look in the face of a real teaching experience? In public education, my classroom…
Slowly in groups of two and three chatting quietly, the people emerge from the San Ysidro dorm to assemble in the parking lot surrounded by California oaks. Although we are in downtown Montecito, the only sounds we hear are the low voices and the birds. It's seven in the morning as we line up and face the instructor. "Ok. Let's warm up."
We shake our hands, twirl our ankles and warm our knees to wake up. We begin the day with a full set of the 108 moves of Yang style Tai Chi Chuan (Taijiquan).…
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