Friday, August 26, 2016

Back Home Again

The annual summer vacation is now over, including both our trek back to the midwest and the summer off from school. The kids head back to class this morning - 5th, 7th, 9th and 11th. The two college students are now checked in and reading diligently, I hope.

Below are some photos from our trip. I thought I took a lot, but I did not take as many as I imagined, and they are mostly of the cousins rather than my own kids. We went to visit both sets of grandparents in OK and IN, and saw lots of kids. The two year old was in heaven. She loves other children.  I really need to find some friends for her because she still is talking about the two little kids I babysat for a couple times, but whom we haven't seen in months. I think they are her imaginary friends.

We need an oil change now on the car - several thousand miles logged. We started the vacation with a trip up to our old community for a friend's retirement ceremony. Then we hightailed it across eastern California, through New Mexico, to a cheap hotel, where we stayed long enough to watch the Olympic opening ceremonies and get some sleep. The Olympics was timed just right; since we don't have tv access, we were able to gorge at the grandparents' house on sports and drama. We got in lots of swimming with the cousins in OKC, as well. In IN/KY, we saw all the cousins for a day at my aunt's long planned family reunion, a day of much merriment and mayhem.  Everyone gorged on sugar and cream there, in addition to good pork BBQ.

The rest of the vacation slipped by quickly but quietly.  The two older boys organized the rest of their college stuff. I drove them to school, while my husband took on the heroic duty of driving the 5 youngest home - 32 some hours of driving over 3 days. I've done a couple 12 hour days by myself with the kids, but I've never done 3 days in a row. He earned a ribbon for that one.

I did get some reading done - and maybe I'll post about it. Glennon Doyle Melton's Carry On, Warrior.  And Amy Andrews and Jessica Messman Griffith's Love and Salt: A Spiritual Friendship in Letters. Can you guess which one I liked best and which one my book club will like best?  With the 10 year old I read Sing Down the Moon and The Secret of Smuggler's Cove, her summer reading assignments. And I read lots of research papers because my courses were just ending halfway through the vacation. There were a couple good ones, like one on happiness and one that was some original research on learning online. And there was the obligatory marijuana paper. Next time someone writes about this topic, I'm going to ask a few more pointed questions.  Finished that class, now on to the next thing!

Summer sparkle

Coneflowers in bloom.

19 going on 9.

Good things hidden among the weeds

Sweetness hiding behind the sting
A fungus among us

The family museum. Baby clothes of my aunt and father. Wedding vest of my great-grandfather and great-great grandfather.

Grandma's wedding shoes and other family mementos.

A little knit outfit my grandmother made that I wore a few times. A great great aunt's fan and shawl. The hymn of my grandmother's wedding gown. Her aunt's school marm dress with the checks. And a graduation dress that my great aunt made and wore, and I wore also.



No joke when you are at a family reunion with at least 60 kids under 20. 

Where the teens were: party barn, badminton, and, hiding in the background, full of bacteria and viruses, was the pirate jumpy.

My grandfather's garden children.

A little friend.

Friday, August 5, 2016

Notes on teaching online

Back in March I started teaching a couple English composition classes online for a military education program. This term I also have a literature class the covers Homer to Shakespeare. Most of my classes last 8 weeks. This one is only 6 weeks. Six weeks to cover over 2000 years of storytelling. It's a challenge.

I have been cogitating, somewhat out of the frustration of creating these classes and somewhat out of the frustration with the online learning that my kids were doing through their school, on the nature of online learning.  I fully understand the usefulness of it for my military students who are limited in their ability to attend class, especially those who are deployed. I also am grateful to have finally found a teaching job that I can perhaps take with me with when we move next. I usually meet with many of my students 3 times a term (but not the six week class).  Since the classes are for military members, frequently the in-person meetings are just a portion of the students enrolled, and we usually just have time to cover basics - no time for discussion.

This is a loss to me.  Teaching online just isn't as much fun. For one, I don't get a night out each week to go talk about books and writing.  And I miss live, actual discussions. Discussion boards last all of 1 comment. If it is really good there might be a reply, but usually just a post into the void.  Maybe I need to get better at asking questions - or make the discussions happen in real time. In live classes the discussions are what bring about the ah -ha moments are what made teaching most enjoyable.  To a certain extent, in the online "discussions" there are some exchanges of ideas and perhaps some learning that takes place in the forced comments.  But more of an "Oh that's a neat idea" kind of way, not an "I comprehend!" "I am moved!" "I see more/differently/deeper!" sort of way.

Another drawback to me is the presentation of information. I am not technologically savvy enough to create fancy video lectures. The couple lectures I recorded were extremely boring and took forever to upload. Then I tried Jing - which is a little more user friendly but only allows for 5 minute recordings over a static image.  So I mostly rely on written information - which probably are read about 67% of the time and to 57%  of completeness.  I also post links to the full version of selected readings and to video productions of many of the works - or in the case of the writing class, to other teacher's snazzier presentations of material. But I do very little textual analysis - another item lost when not teaching in person. It's something I should add, but I am afraid more written material will overwhelm students who don't like reading (even though they are taking a reading class).

In addition to modelling how to read analytically, when I teach in person I try to model how to do some writing strategies - or have other students share their ideas and their work in order to demonstrate the kind of content complexity and grammatical proficiency I look am looking for in written work. Online I simply assign a paper and then post a link to a sample paper somewhere on the internet. And every term there is someone who tries to copy a paper on the internet, or a portion of one, perhaps accidentally. No fear! There is a plagiarism detector for that!

(Every term I also have a student who writes about the benefits of legalizing marijuana. Benefits for whom, I have to ask? A benefit for students in online classes who can smoke while typing?)

Of course, online education doesn't allow for the type of immediate clarification that happens when a student needs reassurance or assistance - like how to take the marijuana article a step deeper.  I can answer emails and send messages, but what I share isn't instantly available to all. I know I could do more realtime class meetings, but right now I haven't set up the technology to do so, and since half my students are on ships or stationed on remote island missile ranges, I don't think realtime class meetings would be beneficial for everyone.

Finally, there is the weak community. Some of my students do know each other, and they meet at our brief meets, but there is little real community.  No one is motivated by a computer, but if a friend says, hey read this, you are more likely to actually read it.

The thing that makes me feel like a hoax is that this six week course is supposed to be the same amount of work as an eight week course or a 16 week course.  Does anyone really believe this? Does anyone look closely enough at a transcript later in life? I assign plenty to read, but it's impossible to expect a student taking two classes and working full time and juggling family responsibilities to read the Odyssey in a week. So I post summaries and summaries of summaries, and try to balance reading, writing, and life.

I am absolutely unconvinced students learn better online.  Is there any data for this? Any surveys that have mapped deep learning online? Students may be able to learn, but unless they are incredibly self motivated, it's too easy not to to do the reading, let alone engage with it. Some students give it their best effort, but others do not give it much thought. But there are lazy students who come to in person classses unprepared, too. Here's hoping I reach them all with something to remember about literature.

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Some of the things

Baby got a cast and got it off

We had a birthday

We went to a parade.

We had another birthday.

We saw lily pads.

We admired orchids.


We hiked around a lake while kids did volleyball and lifeguard and swim lessons.

We went to a sand castle contest.

We discovered dressing up.

We made a Pacman pinata.

We surfed with friends.

We pretended to surf with friends. The cast did not stay on for long. 

We hiked with friends.

We listened to the captain of the USS Cole talk about the bombing. 

We went to buy the new Harry Potter book at midnight (the kids say it's disappointing).

That same night we also went to see Hamlet at our community theater. The new 14 year old and I went to see "Sense and Sensibility" the musical. Not as good, most likely, as Hamilton the musical, which my 19 year old offhandedly announced he bought tickets for with his friend for  March show in Chicago. Surprise. The 19 year old finally came back from college after working  there all summer.  The summer is quickly drawing to a close for us. Soon we pack up for the yearly trip across the country to see family.  We bought new tires and new brakes for the occasion. As it happens with these things, we had just celebrated paying off the car and discussing what we would do with that money. Now we know: pay for repairs.
But since it is no fun to end with a talk about car payments, I'll close with this video of a group we heard play the other day at our church "date night."  The duo, Adam and I, were super talented, but need to be discovered. Listen and enjoy:

Sunday, July 10, 2016

Runaway train

A train with no brakes - that's the way life feels right now. Just got to keep rolling straight ahead to stop the train wreck from happening!

Having kids home for summer break and trying to teach online and tutor is a bit overwhelming. I'm scrambling to stay on top of the to do list, and I feel like it's my kids who are always being let down. For instance, today I was going to take them to a museum or do something fun with them, but I had to go to the orthopedist for the baby's leg to get a re-check and then a student emailed me with a mini-crisis and then I really needed to go to the grocery. And the kids weren't super excited about the museum any way.

Part of my anxiety about working and having the kids home is related to battling the feeling that we should be doing something educational or meaningful or purposeful. Instead, they are playing a lot of cards and swimming while I answer emails and grade papers.  And this is just a part time job.

We have done a number of things - the photos below highlight a few. I also need to remember that some bored down time isn't a bad thing. The anxious part of me wants to cry, "But there is so little down time - we need to make good use of it!" But that defeats the purpose, doesn't it?

What is time well spent? What is time wasted?  The answer to that is somewhat relative, but I do know that we can be doing very little of importance - sitting on the edge of the pool chatting - and it feels like time well spent. And we can do something that seems important, but is more like time wasted because I do it fretfully, rushing to the next thing, worrying about three other things that must be done.

 I've come to realize I am the sort of person who likes a routine. I like having few choices.  I often fail at being a hostess because I rush our guests from place to place, and I do the same thing to myself and the kids. On the other hand, the past two weeks we have done relatively little but I'm constantly afraid we are missing something.

The other day I was reading Beatrix Potter's version of the Town Mouse and the City Mouse, The Tale of Johnny Town Mouse, to the baby. Potter is really much more sympathetic to Timmie Willie the country mouse.  I agree with her. I have to catch myself yearning after a life we don't have and don't have any way of attaining right now.

Our church sponsored a weekend at a family camp a couple weeks ago. It was good to get away into the hills a little bit. The theme was "The Voice." The kids had a good time running wild with their friends, and we enjoyed getting to know some of the people from our parish a little better.

The weekend away made me realize that I often drown out God's voice with my own litany of worries and my own lamentations, instead of listing blessings and singing praises.  I've always had a hard time understanding the idea that we can know God's will for the moment. It is only in hindsight that we can trace the action of God in our life and to see a purpose to the events and people who cross our path.  And I have been blessed to have witnessed many of those signs of God's hand at work and to have had friendships with people who shine forth God's image.


Holding flags at the Rock and Roll marathon in memory of veterans KIA. 
Volunteers gathering for a moment of silence before the race. This was a really moving event.
Of course it was long - the kids began to get bored. But the mile of flags really moved the runners.
Some cheered, some took off hats, some covered their hearts as they ran by. A few held up peace signs.
One woman broke down crying so hard she could not run. 

Eighth grade promotion
Give a kid a camera and they capture real life.


High school graduation. Someone took this hat after the
mortarboard toss - sad.






The mosaic at the second youngest's school.
She wanted a photo with the neighbor's frog.




A birthday.


Nana at the shore.

Peregrine Falcon eating lunch. Maybe I'll become a birder.
Dead crab



First Folio at the Library!

To be or not to be
Costume from Twelfth Night


View from the library roof



Summer fun

Can you tell this is the zipline?

Mary sharing her rosary.
A hug for St. Francis

 Party girl

Father's Day

A visit to a recovering sea turtle. I love you, turtle. 
Tide pool exploring.



Another birthday!
Cliff jumping



And a mishap on the monkey bars changes Summer Fun
A second layer in pink




Reading is one form of escape. Running for your life is another.
-Lemony Snicket