Why I never became a teacher
I inherited this moldy oldie from my mother (who did become a teacher). If you think Satan’s Trusty Minion on the cover is creepy, you should see the rest of the rogue’s gallery.
Yeesh.
I inherited this moldy oldie from my mother (who did become a teacher). If you think Satan’s Trusty Minion on the cover is creepy, you should see the rest of the rogue’s gallery.
Yeesh.
Never mind wealth or success.
Surround yourself with good people if you want to have an awesome weekend.
This weekend I took part in the London Fringe Festival’s 62-Hour Film Contest. You can get some teasers of the experience here and some more of Kevin’s photos here. although the film itself will not go online until the screening next weekend.
I am way too distracted tonight to write much about it, except to say how proud I am to have spent two and a half days:

See you at the movies!
Enough with the bashing of everything pre- or non-digital. I don’t believe in utopia, and I’m sick of hearing that some kind of two-point-opia is the answer to everything.
This post has been percolating with me since I saw the video below. If you don’t have 5 minutes to watch, it’s essentially a series of very smart people pointing out that traditional western classroom schooling is no longer sufficient to prepare kids for the information and tech-dense world we live in.
I agree with and get excited by just about everything in it.
Although the vision and enthusiasm of the speakers is infectious, as I watch there’s a conservative voice in the back of my head that feels scared – provoked even. No bricks-and-mortar classroom?
That voice spoke up again when I followed the lead of a few friends and (although I normally avoid them like the plague) took a quiz. In my defense, it had a very important-sounding name: The Pew Research Center “How Millennial Are You” Quiz. I was entertained to see how poorly I scored (32), but what I remembered was the question “have you read a physical newspaper in the last 24 hours”. Skimming a paper in the lunchroom is a very different kind of reading than surfing and sharing links. I’m happy to include both in my day.
Lest it sound like I’m getting defensive, let me move on to the third thing that inspired this blog.
Apparently, some schools are starting to discourage teachers from posting hand-written signs – saying that they should be printing everything from computer – even in a kindergarten class. This boggled my mind. Learning is all about rich and varied experiences. Do we want our kids to learn how to read English, or Times New Roman?
People type a lot now, I get it. Does that mean we should stop teaching kids to print? We don’t question why an athlete in training does sit-ups, even if their sport never involves competitively sitting up.
I once saw a great interview with a successful computer animator who was talking to students in Sheridan College’s animation program. He was exhorting them to absorb all kinds of 2-D art and to learn how to draw, because in his experience the students whose background was limited to video games, TV and film went nowhere . They couldn’t compete.
I’m not opposed to change. Society and education need changing. I’m just afraid of recklessly discarding things of value to make room for shiny new tools. New media literacy should be viewed as an important facet of education, not a complete replacement for other forms of reading and doing. By keeping some old stand-bys in the mix, we’re not handicapping kids, we’re giving them a deeper toolkit for processing and synthesizing everything that is yet to come.
“In with the new” is great fun at a party, but when his loutish brother “Out with the old” shows up, things can get ugly.

The other week I surprised myself.
I was watching the opening ceremonies of the Olympics, and along with the constant stream of mocking commentary that accompanies any such viewing in our household, I felt a curious welling up of… what?!? National pride?
Yes, the VANOC managed to pull off a show that overcame the intense grinchiness I ususally maintain for that type of production, and actually had me reflecting on what a great place we live in.
Now before any Olympic grinches jump down my throat (I know, I know… I’m also getting a bit tired of hearing about them and we’ve got almost a week left to go) let me explain the real reason for this post. Today in the car, the good old CBC gave me two more reasons to be proud to be Canadian.
First: We’re rolling back libel laws to allow journalists (that includes bloggers, btw) greater freedom and protection when reporting on anything in the public interest.
This actually happened in December (see some details here) but I heard very little about it in the media. Considering how rarely we hear anything positive about state of the media, free speech and democracy, I think this is fantastic news. Basically, anyone reporting on an issue “of public interest” no longer has to meet the near impossible standards of court-endorsed truthiness that they had to under previous interpretations of the law in Canada.
Now, as long as you can prove you did your homework and made an informed assesment that something is true, you can say it in public without threat of prosecution. Here’s hoping this leads to more and better stories about our politicians, police, rich folk… anyone of a class that has been used to hiding from journalists behind the threat of libel suits.
Second: Our track record in foreign affairs isn’t perfect, but at least when we screw up, we do something about it. Ahmad El Maati El Maati, a Toronto truck driver, was arrested in 2001 while in Damascus to attend his wedding. He was later transferred to Egypt, where he spent 26 months in prison. Today I heard this guy describe his experience being tortured. (See video link off this article.)
Am I dismayed that CSIS was playing sleazy with their foreign counterparts? Of course, but that’s what spy agencies do. The more important angle for me in this is that we live in a country where a) this kind of thing actually gets investigated; and b) we actually get to hear the results of the investigation in public.
So for all the crap we may get wrong (inaction on climate change, failing to fund education properly…) this country is still a fan-frickin-tastic place to live. I wonder if anyone at that Iacobucci press conference had their face painted?