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Changing Education Paradigms + my own (shitty) reflection

A few weeks ago, my prof asked us to watch this video by Sir Ken Robinson. I find this video a genius because it just is. ūüôā So anyway, our prof also asked us to have a reflection/ reaction paper about the video, and we’re “required” to be creative in doing our paper (honestly, how can you require creativity?).

 

 

After watching the video a few times, because the message has a strong point, and because the animation is just genius, I decided to make my reflection this way. I just had to printscreen it because I am a lazy bum.

reflection

PT blogs

Since my blog died already died for the past few months, I decided to resurrect it and keep it (barely) alive just to preserve this account (and to not have this blog be called worthless). So from now on, until I get to have a whole lot more spare time, I”ll be posting my Practice Teaching journal logs – these logs don’t really mean anything to me, this is just a requirement in one of my courses. I just thought that posting them online would just remind me (in the near future) of how I did in the past, if ever my files get deleted or something. I cannot promise that I would be as active as I did before, especially after I realized that blogging is¬†definitely¬†not for me.I am too timid to blog about stuff.¬†

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December 3, 2012 Wednesday

 PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT

 Upon arriving in Mary’s Road, I stumbled upon Teacher Kris teaching the Kinder 1A class how to read three-letter words, and they were about to do some worksheets together. But since they were pressed for time, she had to simultaneously assist two children doing worksheets while the others had their recess. While watching Teacher Kris, I found myself thinking that teaching pre-schoolers how to read would be quite taxing, especially teaching how to read the English language (since I find it to be such a complicated language), and that teaching how to read would always be one of the challenges of a pre-school teacher as it will greatly depend on the number of your students and to the abilities of the young learners. After doing their worksheets and eating their snacks, they proceeded to practicing their performance for their Christmas Outreach on the 10th. I can say that they have greatly improved, but I still think that the actions were a bit too much for the children, although I am glad that Teacher Kris had faith and urged the class to do their performance. The sit-ins were a bit uncooperative, but I guess they’ll do their part once they’re on-stage.

 

By the time Kinder 1B had their class, I realized the difference in the teaching strategies between Teacher Kris and Teacher Ina. The words that Teacher Kris took time to teach to her class were taught in a matter of minutes for Teacher Ina‚Äôs class. Teacher Kris commented that Teacher Ina‚Äôs kids were more skilled with reading, but I thought otherwise; ever since I have been under Teacher Ina‚Äôs care, I saw that even though the kids are not yet asked to read, Teacher Ina already injects some reading strategies beforehand, so by the time Teacher Ina formally teaches them how to read, they already know the basics and reading would just come naturally. Plus, I guess teaching reading to more than 10 students requires the use of more traditional techniques as the teacher would be the main source of information. Since the kids in K1B already ‚Äúknew‚ÄĚ the basics of reading, the worksheets were a breeze and they just had a lot of time to take their recess and practice their performance.

pouring my heart out on this word processor is torture.

Pamela teaching her children (1743‚Äď45)

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Being able to adapt to the changes and come up with creative methods on instructing are one of the few things that define an effective educator. In line with being adaptive, keeping up with the changes in the academic world is also a characteristic, as well as a small burden, for any educator. This implies that being an educator goes beyond instructing; an educator has to constantly learn the said changes.

 

This is what scares me the most.

 

Barely a year into the program, and I already feel the pressure of becoming a decent educator rising. Expectations from the left and right, and even those behind me are slowly catching up. I keep learning about being an educator, but I do not know how to be an effective one. At first, when I was asked what aspects I should improve on myself as an educator, the first answer that I came up with was ‚Äúeverything‚ÄĚ.

 

But why did I unconsciously answer ‚Äėeverything‚Äô?

 

I still do not feel confident that I know a lot about being an educator, especially one that handles the early childhood stage. I keep reading about how an early childhood educator makes a huge impact on the education of the child, and it keeps me on edge. As much as possible, I want to be the perfect teacher ‚Äď I want to be the kind of educator that parents would feel comfortable leaving their child to. I believe that my classroom management skills are above average, as I apply them in the goings-on in my daily life, and so far, they have not failed me.

 

Grateful for my professors, I have already found out what kind of learner I am, and my educational philosophy. I find myself completely traditional ‚Äď a visual learner and an essentialist in nature. Personally, knowing that I possess traits that are needed in an early childhood education teacher, I feel much more confident in myself. I know that in most preschools, despite the different curriculums, preschools want their students to learn the basics, something that an essentialist educator would gladly teach. Students at this stage are highly visual too; their attention is short, and visuals are among the top tools needed in order to catch the attention of the students. Who else can make an effective visual other than a visual learner himself?

 

Never in my entire life would I find that studying education would make me learn more about myself, not after my previous program. I used to think that Psychology would help me acquire information about myself; possessing an interpersonal intelligence, I guess it is of utmost importance to have a firm and stable knowledge of one’s self before venturing out into the open. I used to think, that if not Psychology, no other program would help me gain more insight about myself; and now, I am eating my words. Despite the results of various personality tests taken and interpreted, despite knowing what type of personality I possess, it was not enough. I became more aware of myself, but it did not give me direction on how to lead my life. My personality test results explained why I am behaving in such manner, but it never explained how such behaviour could help me improve. The small tests that I took in education gave me a specific view on my life; knowing my philosophy, finding role models, learning about the different aspects on being an efficient educator, and knowing what kind of learner I am all lead me into being a more effective human being. They made me conscious on how I act, and I learned how to detach myself from everything. I solve problems now by distancing myself away from the problem and see the whole issue from a third person’s point of view; I became more observant and careful of my words… I just appreciate how much I have changed.

 

I guess what I fear the most are my strategies and methods that I will use upon becoming a teacher. As an essentialist, I know for sure that I have the tendencies of becoming a traditional teacher. I fear that I may not be able to overcome this. I fear that I might constantly resort to lecture and direct instruction. I fear that I would lose control of myself and be dominating to my students. I also fear my lessons. I may know them by heart and soul, but they could all disappear once I stand in front of my students. I might stutter, keep forgetting what I’m trying to say and just lose confidence about myself entirely.

 

I have a handful of things to improve on, and I do not know where to start.

so.. what does ‘you’re welcome’ really mean?

I have been thinking about this for a few days already, and I am wondering what does that phrase mean, besides it being used in reply for ‘Thank you’. I mean, in the Philippines, whenever we say the Filipino equivalent for ‘Thank you”, which is “Maraming Salamat” or “Salamat“, we reply “Walang anuman“, meaning It’s nothing. However, the word welcome does not seem to mean “it’s nothing” to me, nor for anyone at all.

So I did some intense research over the internet (yes, Google did all the hard work for me), and I found out that I was not the only one who wondered what that phrase means. There were a lot of answers and reasons over the world wide web, but one that sort of made sense to me after applying some ultra higher order thinking skills!! If anyone bothers what the phrase actually means, I copy-pasted it for you!

1. (interj.) welcome
(a word of kindly greeting, as to one whose arrival gives pleasure):
Welcome, stranger!

2. (n.) welcome
a kindly greeting or reception:
to give someone a warm welcome.

3. (v.t.) welcome
to greet the arrival of (a person, guests, etc.) with pleasure or kindly courtesy.

4.  welcome
to receive or accept with pleasure:
to welcome a change.

5.  welcome
to meet, accept, or receive (an action, challenge, person, etc.) in a specified, esp. unfriendly, manner:
They welcomed him with hisses and catcalls.

6. (adj.) welcome
gladly received:
a welcome visitor.

7.  welcome
agreeable:
a welcome rest.

8.  welcome
given permission or consent:
She is welcome to try it.

9.  welcome
without obligation for the courtesy or favor received (used as a conventional response to expressions of thanks):
You’re quite welcome.

10.  welcome
wear out one’s welcome,¬†to¬†make¬†one’s¬†presence¬†undesirable, as by¬†visiting¬†too often or by misbehaving.

 

So, with the definition provided above, and with my ultra high thinking skills, I can deduce that welcome is a word that simply means that the one being thanked is acknowledging the gratitude, and that it really was not a burden on the thankee.

back to poetry

this day, i forced myself to create poems for my field study subject. since i’m quite proud of my work, i decided to share them. enjoy!!

Back Up

A high-five, a pat on the back, a smile on the lips

Encourages us to have everyone pleased

Satisfaction in belonging and working,

The connection simply breath-taking.

Hand-in-hand, step by step, side-by-side

A connection, a harmony, that’ll stand the test of time

Conquering doubts, regrets and fears

With weapons aiming for developing the years.

Target

A side-glance and a smile

Who knew that it was enough to remove the shy?

A free moment to try

Try to chat, talk, everything between that lie.

A smile and the gap closes,

A step nearer and the whole world caresses,

A friendship established that moment

An entry, a log, a status announces achievement.

A touch leads to comfort

To tie laces and fix uniforms and skirts

From pencils and erasers

To lunches, juices and see you laters

Resting? No more, no longer,

Minding them not,

Something there inside is better

Than anything, nothing is greater.

Suring Basa: Bituin at ang Malaking Baha ni Ceres Doy

‚ÄúMaraming nakita si Bituin na lumulutang sa tubig. Plastic bag, sanga ng kahoy, dahon, tabla. May mga bangko at plastic na upuan. Nadaanin rin nila ang ilang kotse at tricycle na lumunulubog na sa tubig.‚ÄĚ

Taong 2009 noong naranasan ng Metro Manila ang isa sa pinakamalalang bagyo sa kasaysayan, ang bagyong Ondoy. Pagkalipas ng sirain ni Ondoy ang mga tirahang ating tinirahan, akala ng marami na tapos na ang paghihirap. Subalit pagkatapos ng ilang linggo, binalita ng PAG-ASA na may darating na susunod na bagyo, si Pepeng, na may dala-dalang malakas na hangin na walang katulad.

 

Maraming Filipino ang nagdusa sa hagupit ng kalikasan, at maraming Filipino ang natauhan ukol sa nagbabagong klima at mga isyung kalikasan. Dahil sa trauma na ito, naisipan ni Ma. Ceres Doyo na magsulat ng isang kuwento ukol sa pangyayaring ito. Pinamagatan niya ito na Si Bituin at ang Malaking Baha, habang ito ay idinisenyo ni Jess Abrera. Pinangungunahan ang kuwento ni Bituin, isang batang babae at ang kanyang pamilya at ka-barangay.

 

Nag-umpisa ang maikling kuwento kay Bituin at mga kaibigan na naglalaro sa tapat ng bahay ng mapansin nila na nag-umpisa na ang pag-ulan. Pinapasok na siya ng kanyang magulang para hindi na mabasa ng ulan, pero noong napansin ng magulang ni Bituin na lumalakas na ang ulan, at sinabi sa radio na lalakas pa ang ulan, napag-isipan na nila na pumunta na sa evacuation center. Habang papuntang evacuation center, doon na napansin ni Bituin ang epekto ng pagpapabaya sa kalikasan. Pagdating sa evacuatioin center, doon din naranasan ni Bituin ang hirap ng pagtitira sa isang evacuation center. Pagkatapos ng ulan, nakabalik na si Bituin at ang kanyang pamilya sa kanilang bahay at naging malungkot dahil sa landslide na naganap at masaya dahil siya at ang pamilya niya ay ligtas mula sa kapahamakan.

 

Ang maikling kuwento ni Ceres Doyo ay nagpapakita ng tunggalian sa pagitan ng tao at kalikasan, na kung saan, habang patuloy ang bagsik ng ulan at hangin ay pilit na lumalaban ang katauhan na mabuhay at makaligtas mula sa peligro. Nakikita rin ang tunggalian na tao laban sa sarili na kung saan, pagkakita ng mga tao ang epekto ng kanilang kapapabayaan sa kalikasan, napag-usapan ng buong barangay na kailangan may gawin na sila ukol sa pagpuputol ng mga puno at sa pagbabago ng kanilang ugali ukol sa kalikasan. Ang eksena na nagpapakita ng realisasyon ukol sa pagbabagong buhay sa pagtulong sa kaligtasan ay nagmula noong naranasan na ng mga tao ang paglikas mula sa kanilang mga kabahayan at pagpunta sa isang mataas at ligtas na lugar. Habang nasa evacuation center, doon na rin nakita ang kakalasan ng mga kasama ni Bituin na magbagong buhay na at alagaan ang kalikasan.

 

Noong nalaman ko na ini-alay ng manunulat ang kanyang kuwento sa mga bata na naranasan ang bagyong Ondoy at Pepeng, naalala ko bigla ang aking karanasan noong bagyong iyon. Maski na hindi ko nakita ang napakaraming basura na lumulutang sa tubig, nakita at naranasan ko ang dami ng dumi na nasa mga estero. Isa ako sa mga napilitang matulog sa paaralan dahil sa bagyong Ondoy, at nagpapasalamat naman ako na kahit papaano, ligtas kami at naalagaan ng paaralan. Habang iniintay naming magkakaibigan ang paglipas ng baha, doon namin napansin na tumapang kami, at pinilit na huwag mag-panic. Doon ko rin naranasan na umaabot din sa punto na nagkakanya-kanya na ang mga tao para lamang mailigtas nila ang sarili nila, at kung kailan alam na nila na ligtas na sila, doon lamang sila tutulong sa ibang tao. Para naman sa lipunan, na sigurado ako nakaranas ng mas malupit na pangyayari kumpara sa naranasan ko at ng mga kaklase ko, tiyak ako na natutunan na nila ang epekto ng pagpapabaya sa kalikasan. Subalit, ako ngayon ay nagtataka kung hanggang kailan lamang ba nila maaalala ang mga paghihirap na naranasan nila noong panahon na iyon?