And this is why we should be in favor of more spontaneous and unintentional reading.
Saturday, July 18, 2020
Dan, Zero, Law, One
And this is why we should be in favor of more spontaneous and unintentional reading.
Wednesday, July 15, 2020
School Like That
Wednesday, July 8, 2020
The speech I would give if I were president
My fellow Americans,
We are currently in a battle with an unseen foe, an enemy who is small yet formidable and who has already caused serious damage to our way of life, our livlihood and our lives. This enemy is a virus -- the COVID 19 virus. We have been beaten and bloodied but we are not out of it yet. We can fight back and recover. But this wil include accepting some hard truths. You can choose to believe them or not -- no one can convince you if you want to see that this whole pandemic is the conspiracy of some shadowy group. To people who feel that way, there is nothing I can say other than that I wish you health, on all levels.
Things will never be back to normal. Even if we develop a vaccine, there will always be a cloud of fear. Vaccines are not all 100% effective and sometimes bring in their own concerns, breeding their own potentials for harm. But they are our best hope for resuming some semblance of normalcy in our daily practices. Many eminent researchers continue to work towards that goal of a shot, pill or spray which will help our bodies fight off the coronavirus. This will not eliminate the disease. Mutations and variant strains will make this a constant battle, like the one our scientists wage against the flu, year in, year out. We cannot win, but we will not lose. If we battle to a draw in every encounter, lives will be saved. We can hope for treatments, not just for each symptom but for the effects of the virus as it ravages the bodies of our citizens. I'm no doctor but I try to surround myself with experts who can give me an unvarnished view of the impact COVID is having on us and the impact we can have on it in return. ANd, yes, the reports are mixed. We learn more daily and are, no doubt, making errors along the way -- errors that we won't realize until we learn something new down the line. Meanwhile, we have to trust in our experts and do the best we can.
We cannot shut down society and lock everyone in his or her house for a month, waiting for all traces of the disease to run their course and, lacking any new victims, to die out. This is impractical and would destroy our and every other country. People need to go out -- essential workers in many fields need to go to places of work, to help others, to continue to make the products that are what keep this country going. Shutting down in-place is a lovely fantasy but an absolute impossibility. So we rely on common sense and we make sacrifices, daily, because we see a greater good.
That this virus exists and has a substantial negative impact on the human body is known. That some can fight it off, and in some, it appears as little more than a bad cold is also true, but, and I speak with all candor here, I don't know in what category I fall. Do I carry antibodies, and will I continue to do so? And do they stop infection or reinfection? Am I one who can power through two days of coughing and some chills, or am I one who will end up on a ventilator? Am I one who will show no symptoms, or am I incredibly sensitive to infection? I also don't know in what category my children fall, or my aunts and uncles. Or my friends of all ages. And the possibility is that I pose more harm to others than to myself. So common sense dictates that I should adopt tha attitude William Shakespeare put in the mouth of Laertes in his play, Hamlet: "Best safety lies in fear."
Fear does not mean that we cower in the corner. Fear does not mean that we live our lives in solitary. Fear is what heekps us from running onto the highway with our eyes closed. Fear is why reminds us to buckle up tightly before the roller coaster starts. Fear can't make us stay inside, but it can help us control our behaviors outside. And yes, we should fear -- a healthy, life protecting fear. But we don't have to carry epipens or pepper spray because we fear COVID. We don't have to wear sunscreen and floppy hats or reflecting strips. Our fear won't push us to boil our water or wear a disguise. All our fear should do is respect that a simple piece of cloth over the nose and mouth (like a scarf that we wear in the face of the blustery cold) and a little bit of space can make a huge impact on reducing cases of coronavirus. Is it fool proof? Of course not. But it is one of the few things that is actually under our direct control. If you choose to wear a mask you WILL make a positive difference. And if you choose not to social distance, you are making a statement about putting your sensibility above that of everyone around you. You are deciding their fate for them and speaking not as the president, but as a regular citizen, that's selfish and unfair of you. For shame.
There is much more to be studied and, no doubt, we will discover more about this disease and future ones which will no doubt, continue to emerge, but for right now, discretion is the better part of valor. Some people have no choice but to continue going to work so they must follow guidelines, but for the rest of us, the choice to stay in a bit more, uncomfortable and boring as it sounds, or to eat at home, or buy only necessities, stifling as that will be, is a choice to stop the virus. The choice to wear a mask, to stay a few feet away, to wash your hands is a choice to be part of a battle that we must win. And make no mistake -- if you insist on doing otherwise, you are also making a choice, one which could have dire consequences on people you don't even know but who have every right to live their lives in health, not in the wake of your selfish infection. Please, make the right choice, for you, your family and everyone around you.
God bless you and may God bless the United States of America
Tuesday, June 23, 2020
Hearts of Stone
4AM thoughts.
I was watching the Zoom of my mom's funeral. That's not so much a thought as a fact but just hear me out. I was watching and also looking at the surrounding graves. I noticed on a stone a heart made of rocks.
"Weird," I thought. "I know my kids (and nieces and nephews) had made a heart of stones on the tombstone after my dad passed -- is that his stone? Wouldn't they have moved the stone to put mom in?" Befuddled I was. That comes after a-fuddled and then there is c-fuddled. But I'm the middle child, so b-fuddled it is.
Then I saw that the name on the stone was not my dad's. "Even weirder," thought I. "I'm pretty sure I remember my dad's name, and upon last visit, there were no other hearts made from stones on other graves." My fuddlement jumped exponentially (which, literally means "like Montreal"). Next, the camera panned back and I saw my dad's stone which had, indeed been removed. It was standing up, slouching really, on the side, leaning against a wall, waiting to be acknowledged, like me at a party.
Initially, I was annoyed.
The fact that "I" is my brother's initial makes that sentence funny. To me. At 4AM. After watching a funeral.
Anyhoo, I was miffed you might say. The heart thing was a Rosen bit! I have the pictures to prove it. How dare someone else co-opt our show of stone-play based affection!
But then I played it out.
Maybe someone came by and saw the heart on my dad's tomb stone. Maybe that person was inspired to demonstrate love and care in similar fashion. Maybe, the love that that person felt hadn't known how to be expressed and maybe, just maybe, it was the act of people in my family, driven by and inspired by my parents and their love, which gave someone else the idea to show how he or she felt. Maybe, my parents are still helping increase love in the world and helping people show that they care. And that's not something to be annoyed, miffed, or even befuddled by.
That's something to be proud of.
Sunday, June 7, 2020
Idol thoughts
Thursday, May 7, 2020
Snow more days
It is May and in the spring, a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of distance learning and its impact on the traditional school year. Also, the fact that some models are showing a snow storm in part of the northeast for this weekend has me thinking about stuff like snow.
Some journalist said what 50 people before him had said (just without the millions of followers), that with the advent of widespread distance learning, there will no longer be any need for snow days. I'd like to take this opportunity to head this little foolishness off at the pass and destroy it so that no one else mentions it, even as a joke. I'll focus on high school education, but I won;t limit myself to any particular texture of snow.
1. If it snows so much that we can't drive, then there will be much shoveling to be done and we rely on roving bands of young people to save that particular day. Force them into classes and then it gets dark, stuff freezes up and my back hurts. Why are you trying to make my back hurt?
2. A snow storm brings with it the chance for black outs. Covering required information when there are students who lack the personal technological infrastructure at every drop of a hat will cause knowledge and achievement gaps.
3. A snow day or two is a welcome break. It is a celebration of childhood and freedom. To co-opt it and jam education down its fun little throat is mean spirited and cruel. Even administrators and teachers want to eat marshmallows, build a snowman and daydrink. Don't take that away from us.
4. This is the real one -- the logistics and administration of the day, coupled with inherent curricular obstacles make the notion of effective distance education unlikely even when the implementation is anticipated by weeks and there is planning. Without that, as in the case of a storm, education is impossible via technology.
I'll discuss #4 (as I think the others are self-explanatory) by creating a scenario.
Monday and Tuesday during the first week in February were routine enough. The second semester was well underway -- long term assignments had been assigned and classes had jelled to the point that the teacher knew a lot about every student. But by Tuesday, students checking weather apps knew that something was brewing. They kept asking "Do you think we'll have school tomorrow" as weather forecasts drew from 10 different models and predicted everything from a coating to up to 2 feet of wind driven snow. The most popular guess was 12-14 inches, with heaviest snow beginning at 7AM. The principal of the private HS, as was his practice, didn't sleep overnight. At the close of Tuesday's school day, he reminded students to take books home "just in case" but there was so much uncertainty and students sprinted for the buses more concerned with getting home now than worry about getting to school tomorrow. So he didn't sleep. He watched the weather channel, the news channel, ESPN, and then the weather again. He drank soda to stay awake and started looking for closure guidance by 3 AM. At 4, with no snow falling but in an abundance of caution, the superintendent called a snow day so the principal followed suit. He started making phone calls and the contingency plan was sprung into action.
Teachers were called, the emergency "snow day schedule" was invoked (it had taken hours, but a class schedule had been prefigured to ensure that classes that should meet, met, at a time that was responsible and for a length that was reasonable) so students received emails, texts and direct messages across a variety of social platforms.
At 9:30, as per the schedule, the principal's office sent out an email announcing a school-wide online meeting (the money spent for a business account on the platform, to allow so many sub-accounts, such large meetings and other perks seemed well worth the sizable investment). Seventy-five percent of the student body showed up for announcements and reminders. Class sessions begin shortly thereafter.
In each class, most students showed up mostly on time. Technological and personal glitches (wi-fi problems, hardware problems, home space availability, ambient distractions, family commitments) abounded. Teachers could not just pick up what they had been doing on Monday and Tuesday -- curricula had been designed for and implemented in person so the lectures, discussions, group presentations, review sessions and such didn't all translate directly onto the digital model. Tests could not be given. Homework could not be collected nor could it be assigned. Stand-alone, discrete content was covered but students didn't feel accountable. Teachers noted a lack of involvement and attention and traditional classroom management methods were ineffective. Classes that had been in the middle of group work, Socratic circles and other student-centered lessons turned into simple lectures so that teachers could present foundational information. Students who didn't take home books or material had to find on-line equivalents or hope that they could catch up upon returning to the building. Teachers had been advised to have extra classes prepared to be inserted at any moment but that meant that the content couldn't be based in the curriculum -- how could any teacher design a class that could work in November or March equally seamlessly? Some teachers broke out the bells and whistles and used third party apps to mix up class presentation and while most worked admirably, they served more to entertain than to enforce curricular lessons. The day was one more of warehousing and of discrete, extra-curricular discussions and content. There was some review which ended up being monopolized by the couple of students who wanted to take advantage of the chance to ask questions. Classes were shorter than traditional ones and students didn't necessarily show up on time for a variety of reasons ranging from the reasonable to the ridiculous.
By the time Thursday rolled around and most students were able to get to school (those in northern and western suburbs stayed home as their districts still canceled) Wednesday's classes were forgotten. Teacher's reviewed the Tuesday work and moved forward. There was no time in the schedule to add in assessments to make sure that the Wednesday work was done, let alone done well. What was left was resentment -- by teachers who spent their day trying to be something different from what they were trained to be and by students who felt that they were subject to busy-work. Administratively, all of the impact of a missed day had to be accounted for -- rescheduling of events and tests still had to be done and teachers had to figure out how to cover the actual curricular content with fewer days, and they hadn't had a day off to rework their plans. Sure, the school could brag that it had a plan in place and it could tell parents that it made the most of every class day, but was it really effective education? Was it worth the headache? No one on the front line seemed to think so.
My assessment? Distance education cannot be slapped on a traditional structure. Even on its own it is (IMHO) suspect, but this isn't on its own. This is changing horses midstream and the new horse isn't even a horse. It is swarm of angry bees and you owe it $20. Leave snow days alone. Account for them when designing the calendar (even in May) and let's focus our money, attention and effort on real issues in education.
Thursday, April 2, 2020
Twenty-one and over and over
So most of another week has gone by and online learning chugs ahead. Three plus weeks and I have learned so much about why they are going to learn so little. Here are some notes as this chunk of time comes mercifully to a close.
So far we have been told to reduce the workload on students (after initially being told to ramp it up) and to abandon the notion of traditional assessments and grades (after initially being told that grades and assessments would continue). Now we are all about engagement and connection, so the student who sits quietly, or who turns his video or audio off runs the risk of being penalized for being himself. Grading based on involvement (even tacit engagement) is not only flawed, but inconsistent with the grades earned over the balance of the year. And trying to assess if a student should change placements is even more difficult.
Loud classes get louder as all volume is normalized -- there are no whispered conversations and I can't yell over people. Encouraging a classroom debate is difficult because people have trouble hearing each other, or if there is any lag, they step on each other and points don't get across. Forcing a mute can crush the spirits of students; there are no subtle methods of correcting over-exuberance.
Distracted classes get more distracted as the requirement to look at at least one screen is a real stumbling block, but even moreso, being surrounded by the trappings on one's home field, including family, is too much temptation. We can't make them sit at a desk in a secluded, quiet room. They don't all have that capacity.
Quiet classes get quieter. This puts more pressure on me to fill the space with talking and this leads to more lecturing. Then the cycle increases -- the more I am willing to talk and not abide empty spaces, the less likely a quiet class is to interject and pick up the conversation. Part of this is compounded by the call for "flipped" classrooms, in which the students are given a video to watch during off hours (something we may or may not be supposed to be doing) so that class time can be used for practice or demonstration of something or discussing. But this just ends up becoming an asynchronous lecture during which students can't ask questions. And if the practice is online, questions are equally difficult to ask so the entire process gets thrown back markedly.
Lecture during synchronous meetings ends up winning the day because silence cannot be supplemented by body language or physical proximity. There can be no "side conversations." A teacher must continually prove that he is watching all students or else they try stuff and it is tougher to be that hawk, knowing what every kid is up to at all times (a skill necessary for managing a live classroom).
Presentations are harder to give feedback on, and can't command other students' attention in the same way. They take more time and are more prone to tech issues. They also don't assess understanding in the same way as traditional assessments. I haven't tried "break out rooms" because, for one thing, I'm not sure that I can maintain a view of all other students when I'm sequestered with one small group.
How much time am I spending? Ultimately, more but that might be because I'm in a happy rut. I have to create new assessments and retool how I schedule and implement each class. Plus, the use of multiple formative assessments means more grading and a different mode of feedback. Turning every half conversation into an email or text-based message increases lag time and makes it harder for a student to revise and review and then resubmit. If I can stand over a student, point out a mistake, and then have the student fix it in writing in a matter of seconds and have me look again, then that is much faster than reviewing an email submission, trying to communicate an idea in writing, send that back, then have the student rework something in my absence and send it back. Repeat. A much longer process.
It is harder to monitor their secondary screen practices. They are gaming and interacting with others and there is very little way I can check. I am, effectively, taking attendance repeatedly, seeing who is leaving, coming back in (wrestling with technology vs. not really caring), turning video or audio off and on. Trying to maintain a flow is really tough.
Don't get me wrong -- through it all, I'm getting the hang of this, at least a little. My students are getting work, doing work, and engaging with me. But it is different, and as much as I think I am making it work in a limited fashion, I am not being as effective as I could be in a traditional classroom and I don't think I ever could be.