Saturday, March 15, 2008

Glorified science fair?

This is the example on the AERA(American Educational Research Association) website informing me how I should make a poster for this "poster session" I'm doing next week in NYC: There are several problems with this example:
  1. I can't read it. Can you?
  2. I don't have any snazzy "literacy" graphics
  3. I don't have any data collected, so I don't know what to put in the "data collection" section
  4. I haven't passed the Institutional Review Board, so it's not okay to put any written student work on the poster. I'm staying on this side of caution, as per usual, so my poster is gonna be hella boring.
  5. I haven't done the research yet, so my only conclusion for the "conclusion" section is that perhaps my project does not yet belong in this grad school science fair...

It's sort of ironic that in preparing for an "education" conference, no one has really told me what my homework is, given me an exemplar and a non-exemplar, or scaffolded my learning so I could be successful and feel that I've achieved something in publishing my ideas....ironique.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

1987

My father bought me a Nintendo game system in xmas 1987.
I had a black and white TV in my bedroom, but I was convinced I could see colors. I wasn't just being difficult.

I played so much I had to stop reading books for a year; every time I would open to a new page, I would see Mario jumping through the letters as through they were coins, and it became increasingly difficult to enjoy the book.

I would listen to one of two cassettes on my walkman: Dream of the Blue Turtles by Sting, or Imagine by John Lennon. "I Hope the Russians Love Their Children Too" and "Jealous Guy" were my favorite songs, particularly the former, which I was also somehow disposed to dance to ("there is-a no monolpoly of common sense on either side of the political fence!").

I would hold down the A button while I jumped Mario over the gaps in the stone pavement, and the sky was so gray it was blue again...

Monday, March 10, 2008

Education School

It's kind of repetitive, right?

I thought so tonight, for sure, when ed law droned on and on and all I wanted to do was read dlisted.com and drink wine.

Did you know that a teacher's contract is considered property and protected by property law and that kids have more free speech protection than teachers do?  

I learned that in the reading, I could have skipped class.

Back to dlisted and wine....