Stop, Think, Take Action.

Today’s post was written by Cindy (Daisy), a twenty year veteran teacher who has taught on four continents and many of our continental states.  She is discussing Angela Maiers and her new book, Classroom Habitudes, a text articulating the endless possibilities laying in wait for our 21st century learners; pondering the fundamentals of a progressive education: How do we get our children to ask relevant questions rather than simply memorize the same sets of answers (laminated lesson plans anyone)?

Angela understands the world we’re living in, and the world we are fearlessly marching toward. Children today are living in a world where cutting edge technology is as normal for them as peanut butter and jelly. It is in the air we breathe and must be the breath of their thought.

On Monday I posted a video detailing the differences between a tired yesterday and an eager tomorrow. On Tuesday I wanted to look at the dual immersion program our daughter attends, where the majority of her day is spent soaking up the syllables of a second language; a rarity in public education that should be as common as the parking lot. On  Wednesday I shared the smudged ink of my own fingerprint.

This is a subject I could expound upon for eons, but for now I’d like to start with a single week. I’ve sprinkled a nutshell with a few of the more obvious problems. Today I’m handing the keyboard to Cindy so she can discuss someone who is offering solutions.

angela maiers habitudesReading Classroom Habitudes was like watching an epic episode of “Lost.”  As with that show, I felt not only gratified by the delivery, but found myself begging the important questions: what if, I wonder who, and is that even possible? Angela’s book has a genuine matter of fact tone that can benefit any learner, from early to confident across any continent.

Angela’s message  screams loud, clear and simple – if we do not rethink how we teach our 21st century learners their daily habits and lifetime attitudes, and imbue them with a technologically savvy mind and proper tool set to accompany the most effective learning process, we are headed for a massive train wreck that will take untold time to recover from.

Our nation’s schools may be filled with dedicated teachers, but those teachers do not share equality across the fifty states. The absence of widely available technology, accessible to anyone and at a reasonable cost, or the needed expertise to deliver cutting edge, engaging content seems to me like malpractice when you know the engines of our world are roaring ahead at the speed of broadband.

It’s like we’re trying to merge onto the freeway in a Model T.

Establishing a work ethic that celebrates imagination, curiosity, self awareness, perseverence and adaptability is what makes learning a verb. It is the missing link and essential ingredient absent in today’s curriculum.  Angela is authentic, articulate and keeps her message direct. Classroom Habitudes is the kind of book you can open to any page and something inspirational will either grab you, captivate you, or make you stop and contemplate.

Stop, think, take action.

Classroom Habitudes serves as a much needed roadmap to an inevitable tomorrow; a vehicle to drive our new world’s curriculum. At the end of the day we must ask ourselves if we are giving equal weight to our questions and answers.

If we aren’t merging Model T’s onto the freeway, then why do we expect our learners to navigate through an archaic world with antique tools that do little to promote critical thought? If you want to carve a life style from learning, you must acquire the habits needed to absorb information at a new pace the world has only recently come to know. Angela’s Classroom Habitudes is a book that could become the daily bible to keep us mindful of our must do’s and may do’s, while never forgetting its most essential audience: 21st Century Learners.

Writer Mom and Dad

A New Renaissance

The New Renaissance

We have indeed found ourselves amidst the first undulating waves of a brand new Renaissance.  Last Monday was the first time I’d made any effort to get my words beneath the eyes of anyone other than Daisy.  Good communication cannot exist in isolation; it was time to clear my throat and step to the podium.  

Now, I imagine that to do this blogging thing well, you have to be at least the teeniest bit geeky.  

Check, no problem there.  

Throughout the week, I spent a few moments here and there, studying my feedburner numbers, more out of curiosity than anything.  I’m still trying to figure out how all this works, and I know I won’t improve if I don’t absorb as much information as well as I can.  So, I started looking through the stats.  On Monday and Tuesday, I saw pretty much exactly what I expected to see – a bunch of random looking hits from across the United States.  By Wednesday, Canada was saying, “Eh.”  By Thursday, the United Kingdom was saying, “Cheers.”  

By Friday, I was looking at evidence of a new Renaissance.

Feeds from The United States, Canada, and the United Kingdom, along with Australia, Russia, and (I kid you not) Uraguay.  

Wow.  A new Renaissance indeed.

I don’t want to kick a dead horse in his teeth, but the internet is a spectacular space.  In fact, the web runs right by amazing while he’s off staring into the ether, then rockets around the world in an internet instant, so he can sneak up behind amazing and slap him on the back of his head.  Saying that, I don’t think most of us even realize how primitive it still really is.  

Not since Guttenberg introduced movable type has there been such a quantum leap in communication.  Now, anyone can have a voice.  Someday, probably, everyone will.  When Andy Warhol said that in the future we’d all have our fifteen minutes, he couldn’t have had any idea how right he’d turn out to be or that a new renaissance was waiting right around the corner.

With so many views screaming for attention, one might argue that the odds of having a single voice make the impact of Martin Luther with his 95 Theses, or Thomas Paine with Common Sense are slim.  

I strongly disagree.  

History works in cycles.  Always has.  Truth finds its voice, and then power starts to shift.  Right now, power is shifting.  If someone has something new to say, relevant to moving us all forward, and they articulate it with enough truth and clarity, people will listen.  

Art and ideas have never been exchanged so efficiently.  We’ve never held so much potential.

Our world is at the brink of a brand new Renaissance, but it’s only ours if we demand it.

Writer Dad

Swallowing Without Chewing

 

Yesterday, Vered from Momgrind made a comment that got me thinking.  Of course, that’s not hard.  The wind whistling past my ear will detour my thoughts, as long as I think it might be saying something different than it did the day before.  

But if something’s bouncing about my brain without much intention of leaving, than I have to believe that there’s something there worth considering, and Vered’s comment was rattling around for a while.

She mentioned that it’s pretty natural to scan articles while reading online.  

She couldn’t be more right.  

When I first started doing a lot of online reading, I allowed my eyes to float over every set of syllables.  Now, I swallow them as quickly as I can, as if they were the last hot waffles coming from a kitchen that’s closing in five minutes. 

I can’t imagine reading a book this way. 

Can you? 

Really? 

For me, it’s day and night.  A book isn’t something to race through, it’s a first date; slow and thoughtful and considerate.  The internet is like coming home and decompressing at the end of the day, after you’ve been married for twenty years:

Just the facts, Ma’am, just the facts. 

When I crack a spine, I want to be lost in a story, but when I lift the lid of my laptop, I want INFORMATION, and I digest it like a hungry alligator, chewing without swallowing, bouncing from one website to the next, in some insane race with myself to see how much I can consume, and how quickly I can do it.

Don’t get me wrong; I’m not condemning the behavior.  I love to learn this way, and a large part of why I go online thirty-seven thousand times each day is so that I can go to sleep slightly smarter than I was when I woke up, but I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t sometimes get a chill wondering about the information overload my children will be facing in another ten years.

Look how much the internet’s evolved in just a few short years.  This September, a good percentage of kids going off to college have no memory of life before the ubiquity of the internet.  What’s it going to be like for the pre-school set now?

My hopes are sky high.

For now, I choose to believe that some major sea change is right around the corner.  Our educational institutions are going to have to wake up and realize that they’re teaching in a way that was out of date back when I was sitting behind the desk making up funny limericks about my teacher.  

The internet’s still in diapers, and together, we share the task of raising it.  But as we shape that alternate landscape, so we shape ourselves.  My children see me on the computer a lot, but I make sure that at least once a day, they also see me with an old fashioned book in my hands and a quiet smile on my face.  

The internet is amazing, but we must never forget what got us here.

Writer Dad

Check out the updated post on reading online.  See if you can spot the changes.