Mamacita says: I worry about the future.
I worry about the future for different reasons than most people’s reasons. I worry about the future because present generations aren’t learning about the past.
Seriously. Our students don’t seem to have anything to make connections to, these days. They believe ridiculous things on Facebook updates. They don’t associate Lincoln with the Civil War. They think the Disney versions of fairy tales are the original versions. They don’t know that the Little Mermaid died. They don’t know any nursery rhymes. They can’t finish a line of poetry. They don’t know why Paul Revere rode through the streets. They don’t understand the difference between a comparison and a contrast. They are uncertain about antonyms and synonyms. Most of them have never used a thesaurus. Some of them have never heard of a thesaurus, and when they hear the word, they think it’s a dinosaur. Most students think a dictionary is good only for a definition, and if they don’t know how to spell a word, they can’t find it.
I worry about a future wherein the so-called “educated” population has nothing filed away in their heads, but rely on Google to find out the simplest things. I worry about a future that has me picturing, in my head, surgeons googling the whereabouts of the spleen with the patient on the table. Already, we have a population that doesn’t know how to do math without a calculator.
TV shows make stupid people seem like the norm, and ignorance seem like the ideal. Our schools are emphasizing conformity and punishing creativity. Physical ability is trophied even while much of the population’s physical ability is atrophied. Academic success is pretty much ignored lest some kid’s self-esteem suffer because he/she can’t do “it” as well.
Excellent work that, a generation ago, would have been put up on the wall so all could see and benefit and honor it, is now hastily shunted away because not everybody can do that well. Kids who can’t do that well now no longer have examples of what things could be like if they worked harder, etc. Bright, fast kids are advised to slow down, and ignorant teachers “reward” them by giving them more of the same or, even worse, relegating them to the hallway where they spend the day tutoring slow kids.
I worry about the future because people know nothing about the past these days. I worry about the future because people are spending the present letting other people think for them.
What kind of future is in store for our children if they are not taught about the past, and encouraged to do things more than one way, and encouraged to apply and connect this with that, and that with the other?
Education is about connections. If our students have nothing in their heads, lives, or experiences, what sense can they make about anything? How can things be relevant if there is no relativity?
I’ve had students who couldn’t follow the directions on a box of brownie mix. Oh, they could read the directions, but they weren’t sure about teaspoons, tablespoons, and measuring cups. Imagine.
Speaking of “imagine,” I’ve had students who had a hard time imagining anything because imagination requires connections, too. Image-ing is possible only with prior knowledge – schema. How can we create the “magic” part of “i-mage-ing” unless we know as much as possible about as many things as possible?
The more schema we can bring to the table, the more connections we’re able to make. The more connections we make, the more we can understand. The more we understand, the more we learn. The more we learn, the more we know. The more we know, the better able we are to cope and improve the universe. Not to even mention those sofa Jeopardy wins.
As for those teachers who advocate “no memorizing, no studying, no homework, no proving knowledge or mastery, and almost total dependence on electronics,” I have only this to say.
Bullshit. You’re all full of bullshit.
And this from Mamacita, who advocates tech so thoroughly and enthusiastically that my students who don’t use the social networking that they were told to use are left out of the announcement loop altogether.
P.S. Dear Students: Midterms are this week. If you skived off class and didn’t check Twitter, Facebook, Google +, or email, you’ve got a big surprise coming.
And if you aren’t able to make connections, it won’t do you much good to show up, anyway.
Mamacita says: I’m going to miss the huge shagbark hickory tree in the front yard (we’re moving) but I am so tired of walking on nuts. I’m tired of hearing them flop and fall all over the place. I’m tired of a constant barrage of nuts trying to dent the car.
Mamacita says: Here are Ten Things I Haven’t Done Yet. Still. At this point, why hurry?
because he wanted to watch a ball game and, dammit, he’d worked all day and was tired. His son had to forfeit because he had a lazy father. (Whenever I see this man out in public, even now, years later, the loathing almost blinds me. Also, I didn’t vote for him or anyone else in his political party that or any other year. Yes, this is ridiculous, but I don’t want to be associated with this man or anyone else who is associated with him. He’s a bad, bad father; therefore, nothing else he says or does means anything to me. Everyone and everything he touches is as worthless and bad as he is, by association.) (Don’t ever piss me off.)