I find it amusing to watch professors fight over a topic claiming the other is wrong. These are Phd individuals with huge egos stomping their feet. These supposed experts will dismiss anyone without the educational credentials or argue the ineptitude of another of equal standing.
This is very common in the world of academics. These individuals buy into their hype as elite intellectuals with knowledge and abilities that no other can possess. You see it in their actions like Mireille Miller-Young and her deplorable actions against those she feels unworthy. The unfortunate side effect to these people are the young, ignorant and impressionable college students who are unable to think for themselves. Yes, these students erroneously believe they think for themselves.
In history we find the past distorted because of emotion and affection. These people study a group and become emotionally attached. The flaws become purposeful and justified or even someone else’s fault. They distort the reality to vindicate their stance. There is a American Welshman who looks down on the Romans. He has a great podcast that is very flawed even though he does not see it. There is a university professor that is so pro-Chinese that he distorts the Imjin War as does the professor that slants towards the Korean side. There is the Islamic studies professor that ignores the inherent violence of the religion. This bias is very common throughout the liberal arts. You can’t escape it when studying the liberal arts. Unlike the science fields like physics, chemistry or even engineering, the liberal arts is influenced by emotion.
I live in an area where there are four or five universities nearby and have interactions with many professors. They tend to fall into a trap of believing their own hype. On more than one occasion I have encountered a professor who was dead wrong on a subject. They and I happened to cross paths on knowledge of a subject. I, too, had the opportunity to see copies of the original documents. Indeed, I have personal copies of these documents and have researched the subject.
I do not mean to infer or state these people know nothing of the subject they may teach or be considered knowledgeable about. They have too much of their emotion and soul into these subjects and are sensitive to opposing viewpoints. This reduces their expertise as they are prone to ignore all information in order to maintain their stance. They are human afterall.
When Word became available, it saved me from hours of tedious typing and correcting. I could now toss the typewriter and enjoy easy corrections. That was many years ago. Today Word provides more help than you could ever need except for what you truly need. There is one problem with this program. Just google or bing “sinister buttocks” and you’ll quickly discover part of the problem.
Reliance on the spell check and thesaurus is like chumming for sharks while you’re in the water. You’re going to get bitten. This doesn’t apply only to students but adults as well.My oldest child has grown to rely on Word’s spell check and Thesaurus, to the Educator’s and my humorous enjoyment. It really isn’t funny, but the sentence or phrase concoctions bring us to tears. Homonyms are his biggest bane next to his plane inability to spell the word. I’ll save him from displaying examples. He is not the only person to suffer from Word’s well-intentioned help. Instead, I’ll display an example that I created.
O Head! My Head! our terrible journey is complete;
The container has weather’d every rack, the flagship we required is gained;
The harbor is close, the chimes I hear, the persons all reveling,
While follow eyes the stable capsize, the vessel forbidding and bold:
But O emotion! heart! heart!
O the hemorrhage drops of red,
Where on the level my Head lies,
Tumbled emotionless and dead.
O Skipper! My Skipper! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is threw—for you the announce trills;
For you bunches and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the influential mass, their eager faces turning;
Here captain! dear father!
This support beneath your skull;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve tumbled emotionless and deceased.
My Leader does not response, his mouths are pale and still;
My father does not texture my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The boat is anchor’d harmless and complete, its journey closed and complete;
From fearful trip, the winner ship, comes in with thing won;
Exult, O shorelines, and ring, O bells!
But I, with sad step,
Gait the level my captain dishonesties,
Tumbled emotionless and deceased.
I do not think people need to be careful when using word. They need to know what they are writing about and have a dictionary on hand. If you’re unsure about the spelling, look it up. If you wish to substitute a word for another, understand the context and meaning of the original word. Then understand the new word, too.
Now do you know who wrote this famous poem?
The ten plus years of homeschooling has taught my family much about my sons. We learned very quickly the differences between our sons. Even though they come from the same parents with the same morals, expectations and rules; they are different.
My oldest has always been a hands on learner. He requires the ability to do the learning with his hands or by mouth such as spelling. Spelling was done with my oldest verbally spelling out the word. A hands on child needs to experience the learning. He also has this habit of being preoccupied with something else as you teach him. This would frustrate me to no end as I assumed he wasn’t interested or paying attention. The Educator, who taught him all of the time, soon understood this and adapted to him. The solution was to allow him to do whatever he was doing as you instructed. The bugger (he was young, then) knew what you were teaching as he played with some toy. Another feature, I would learn is his glazed look – he wasn’t learning. This look appeared when my son was forced to sit and watch you teach. The Educator needed to learn how to instruct to my oldest in order to maximize his learning and succeeded in doing so. I’m not sure if I ever figured it out. What helped is my oldest enjoys learning for the sake of learning.
The youngest prefers the in and out method of learning. “Yeah, yeah give it to me, so I can do it and get it done.” With little instruction, he is off doing the work. We have to pull him back and have him read or listen to the lecture. Unlike his older brother, he does not learn with depth. He is able to identify and adapt to the curriculum. Shortcuts are key for him. If he can fake his way through reading a book, it will be done. His advantage is the ease with which he can do math, write or simply spread the BS. He is not purposely trying to deceive. Let me back that up. He is like any other teenager in the attempts to deceive. My son does not see the need or value in learning with depth. How can you argue with a kid that scores a perfect math score on a standardized test or writes beautifully. We don’t argue, we make it more difficult. This is our attempt this year. Challenge my youngest son.
I am sure there are parents out there frustrated with their children. They do not know how to relate to their children’s learning style. I have seen it with a few families I know of. These parents buy into the child will teach themselves mentality. This is not the case. Few have been able to be self-motivators. Parents should take the time to figure what type of learner their child is and prepare curriculum to meet their needs.
For those struggling at home with children who are difficult to teach, keep in mind a public school doesn’t care. Public and private schools use a style of teaching not suited for all students. It is not practical for schools to meet the demands for each student. I know my oldest would have gone from A’s to D’s and discourage about life.
The school season is weeks away even though we have already done some schooling. There is a big difference this year. I’m not talking about high school sports. I’m not talking about the AP course my youngest will be taking. I am talking about my oldest. He is no longer being homeschooled.
This year we are focusing on one child while the other is in college. This provides more opportunity to work with our youngest, much to his dismay. Without the second child to educate, he house will not be as inundated with school projects. I may actually get my little library to read in. This is the room I planned to have as a reading room years ago. It was taken over by homeschooling. There will be many difference to be noticed as we school during the year.
Good luck to my oldest for the official first year and to my youngest playing on the high school sports team.
This is a short post and likely poorly constructed. I have a topic on the mind and little time. This topic will quickly fade and may have done so already.
I have a niece who didn’t like math. She could write poetry and received good grades in high school except for math. This was a struggle for her. When visiting, I would tell her she was smart enough to do math. Her mindset was dead set against my logic.
This is typical of the majority of Americans. They assume math is difficult, and they can not do it. Their brain is not designed for mathematics, therefore they will never succeed in math. I agree to a point. Yes, the brain isn’t designed for math, but… Yep, a big but here. Like anything we do, we are not designed to do an activity. Practice and experience allows us the ability to do the activity we choose.
If we get by the roadblock of believing in failure, we can succeed. Research has shown our brains have the ability to change throughout our life. This is brain plasticity. There is no reason for anyone to not do well mathematically. Open your brain and allow yourself to learn. Understand the mathematical concepts, and you’ll discover a beautiful, mathematical world.
Today the oldest, formerly called Youth 1, and I were at the college bookstore reviewing the required books. It ‘s the time of the year where overpriced books are purchased. Our goal was go for the cheapest. Used was not an option, so we had new book or e-book. I was thinking e-book equals cheaper book. My son informed me that the e-book was a no go with him.
E-books are commonly pushed but with a drawback. There is a penalty a student may pay in the class for the e-book. He informed me that e-books are very distracting in the class. A computer or e-reader is not very convenient to have in class. It is a royal pain. I thought about this as he explained the experiences he had seen with fellow students and their thoughts. It was all negative about the e-book. Then the most damaging information. E-books couldn’t be used during open book tests or quizzes. Whoa! Yes, my son’s friend was unable to take advantage of a book during exams and quizzes. You see there are sometimes tables you need to do some of the work. Sorry, but electronic equipment are not allowed. His friend suffered until the professor kindly loaned him his old book to use.
I personally hate e-books. I find e-books tiring to the eyes and annoying to hold as well as the lighting is poor with every reader I have used. These were the downsides I was aware of. The distraction and worst of all the inability to use the book when you need it most has turned me away from e-books.
If you are considering e-books, find out as much information about the class as possible. You may buy into the modern world only to lose out on a grade.
Today is my turn to make a meal. It is rotisserie chicken, corn and another veggie. We have apples for fruit. The rotisserie was not my decision, but my lovely spouse asked for it. Who am I to say no.
I never bought the Ronco machine. My parents gave it to me. The first thought was to put it away somewhere until a day came where I could toss it out. My thoughts are not positive on the tely items. It must have sat for a few months until we had a small chicken. It was my turn to cook, and roasting a chicken is too much work. An idea popped into my head and a decision was made. The Showtime Rotisserie was brought out and put to use.
That was roughly ten years ago and today I’m making chicken. That should tell you that the machine works. I’ve done a few other items but chicken is mainly what we use it for. It produces some of the best chicken. I’m sure it’ll make decent ribs. I have yet to try this for the charcoal grill has dibs on the ribs.
The biggest pain of this machine is cleaning. SOS pads to the rescue. I scour the entire inside of the machine as well as the removable parts. The faster I get to cleaning the easier it is. Many times the removable pieces are soaking in hot, soapy water as I eat. The biggest downside to this is the person responsible for cleaning the machine – me. The spouse gives the job to me, and the two lads are normal teens where shortcuts are better than no cuts.