Monday, April 18, 2011

From the "Experts"...

I have to vent about this before my head explodes. I just watched the following clip from PBS's "Need to Know" series, entitled "Big Thinkers on How to Fix American Education". You can watch it here:

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Or, if you like, I'll give you a summary of what I heard. Basically, each "expert" thought that the problems with the education system can be resolved by focusing in their own particular fields. The head of the American Museum of Natural History thinks we need to focus on science. The President of the New Teacher Project and the head of the National Education Association (Teacher's Union) both think we need to focus on teachers, the former on teacher evaluations and the latter on recruiting, training, and hiring practices. The head of the Asia Society thinks we need to "partner with Asia" and focus on "cultural literacy". Do you see a pattern here? None of them had any specific, concrete suggestions, just vague generalities. The most baffling comments were from a professor at Stanford University. She says that states that have been successful have "forged a consensus... set a path... and kept it going." What does that even mean?!?

While I did agree with a few bits and pieces of what these people said, I really didn't see any evidence of "Big Thinking" going on here. Everyone considered the problem in terms of their own focus areas and didn't go any further beyond. I didn't hear any talk of HOW TO ACTUALLY HELP CHILDREN LEARN. The only person who almost touched on this was the representative from Kids Count, an organization for disadvantaged kids. She thinks we need to focus on birth through age 5, and prepare kids better before they start school. While I agree with that statement, I strongly disagree with her assertion that educating kids is a "pocketbook driven" thing, and that people with more money prepare their kids better. I assert that people who care about learning prepare their kids better, regardless of income levels. My pocketbook is pretty darn tight, and I am doing a fine job of teaching my kids, thank you very much. SO many parents nowadays just wash their hands of any responsibility for facilitating learning in their kids and just expect the school system to do everything for them. THAT is the problem, and dumping more money into the school system won't do a darn thing to change it.

In my opinion, the flaws within the system lie in the rigid institutionality of it. There is no flexibility to adapt to different learning styles, skill levels, or interests. Teachers have zero flexibility on what they teach or how they present it. You will learn what everyone else your age is learning, in the same order, by the same method, at the same time. Period. I think that school, for many kids, is simply tolerable, tedious, or outright tortuous. I would love to see some real experts address that.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Just had a "WOW" moment...

Max was looking at the timer on the stove, waiting for lunch to be ready. It's a digital timer, but it only changes by the minute - it doesn't count down the seconds. He was quietly counting backwards to himself, and when I realized what he was doing...

Me: Are you counting backwards?!
Max: Yeah.
Me: I didn't know you knew how to do that!
Max: *grins* 100, 99, 98, 97, 96 ...

...and proceeded to count all the way down to zero with an ornery grin on his face, as I stared at him, open-mouthed.

Friday, April 1, 2011

A life ended today...

My Grandmother passed away today. She was 92 years old, so it's not like it was unexpected. To be honest - either I'm really insensitive or it just hasn't really sunk in yet - but I'm just not feeling that sad. I do feel relieved for her to be at peace and no longer suffering now. I have spent the last 24 hours poring over old photos and family history-type stuff, and reflecting on her life - a long, full one. My Grandfather, her husband, used to write poems constantly. Here's one of my favorites, that he wrote about her:
How clearly I remember
When I first saw your face.
It was early in September,
I still recall the place.

It was at your Daddy's drug store
In that small Ohio town.
I was deep in love before
I even put my old bike down.

I knew, when first I saw you,
You simply had to be
The only girl in all the world
To spend her life with me.

I've failed you many times, babe;
But you never did complain.
If you had another go at it,
Would you marry me again?

We've had happy times and sad times,
But, this I know is true:
I'll always and forever
Keep right on loving you.

How can you be sad for a person who lived a life in which she was so loved? Although I am admittedly quite skeptical about the possibility of an afterlife, if it's possible, I hope they really are together now. I know she's missed him a lot for a long time.

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*Bonus extra poem: while I have Grandpa's poems in front of me, let me share one more of my favorites (written about yours truly):
A ray of love from heaven
Beamed down upon our hearts,
And gave to us a gift of love
That only God imparts.

A little bit of starlight
Conveyed in human form,
A lovely little baby girl,
All thanks to Him, was born.

Of all the things He's done for us,
Believe me, there are many,
The sweetest thing of all must be
His gift to us of Jenny.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

So I joined a new club...

I am typically not a "joiner" but I did become a member of a new club this past weekend. That club would be - "Parents Who Have Had a Sick Child in the Hospital".

I have felt my heart drop at the words "Oh wow. Yeah, we're gonna have to admit him." from an ER doctor. I have held down my terrified, screaming child while nurses inserted an IV in his arm. I have spent the long night alone in a hospital room, rocking a crying, squirming baby with multiple tubes and wires connected to him, trying to keep everything from being tangled or ripped out. I have experienced the frustration of finally, finally getting him to sleep only to be woken by a nurse minutes later, to take his temperature and blood pressure. I have laid awake on an uncomfortable fold-out couch in a hospital room, thinking of all the other Mommies and Daddies who have also laid awake there, worrying about their little ones - many of them having to deal with much, much worse than the comparatively minor problems that my Bug had. I have handed my precious baby over to a nurse to be carried away from me and operated on and I have waited in a surgical waiting room, queasy with anticipation for it to be over and for all to be okay. I have experienced reaching the end of my limits and receiving help from a dear loved one just as I needed it, in my sister-in-law showing up after her 12 hour shift as an ICU nurse to rock my unconsolable baby for two hours. I have waited through those slowly ticking minutes and hours for the healing to be going along well enough to be permitted to go home...

...and I have felt the relief, the sensation of a huge weight sliding off of my shoulders, as I walked out of the hospital with my little boy in my arms.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Miscommunication...

This morning, Grandma & Grandpa came over to have coffee & hang out for a bit. I was making breakfast for the kids and I asked Max if he wanted a bagel or toast. He said, "I WANT TOOOOOOAAAST!" and Grandma corrected him: "Please." Max ignored her. She said, "PLEASE may I have some toast?" He ignored her again and she repeated it a little more sternly - "Max! PLEASE may I have some toast?"

Then he said... "Mom! Grandma wants some toast!"

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Happy Birthday to my little archaeologist!

Max recently had a birthday, and one of his favorite presents was this Dinosaur Adventure Excavation Kid Kit from Usborne Books & More. (You can find it here.)


The kit consists of: a rock containing plastic dinosaur bones inside it, a small metal hammer, a chisel, a dusting brush, and some safety glasses. As the stone is chipped away, the dinosaur bones are revealed, and once they are completely freed from the stone they can be assembled to form the skeleton of a stegosaurus. Here he is diligently working on it:


At first, I left the rock in its protective plastic shrink wrap because I was trying to minimize the mess (there were going to be about 25 people arriving for his birthday party in an hour), and I didn't know if pieces were going to be flying off in all directions. It turns out that the stone pretty much just turns into dust - no projectiles or baby choking hazards, which was good. He was really into it and I decided, well what the heck, it IS his birthday, so I unwrapped the rock and put a smock on him. Here he is dusting around the bones with the little brush:


After a good 30 minutes or so of work, this is what it looked like:


And here's a closeup:


I will post an update when he makes some more progress. I can't say enough about how impressed I am with this kit, and how much he liked it!

Today's memorable comments

1. Today - totally out of the blue - Max looked at Emmett, shook his head, and said to me, "I don't know how he got outta your belly!"


2. I am currently suffering from a bad cold. Here's the conversation Max & I had while I was tucking him into bed tonight:

Me: I can't stay long because I need to go lay down.
Max: Are you gonna feel better tomorrow?
Me: I sure hope so.
Max (hugging me): I'll take care of you.
Me: *heart melts*