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Bolivia passes law recognizing Mother Nature's rights!

I saw this on Facebook and thought y'all would be interested. Can't figure out how to share the link (except on Fb) but here's the text:

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Journal Post 2 - Pam Gassman - The Internet and Literacy

One's ability to function in society is now dependent on their ability to use computer, specifically the Internet. This new form of literacy is essential for doing almost anything. It encompasses all of our lives, from work to personal enjoyment. The Internet is now a plausible medium for watching TV shows or having a business conference. What I view as one of the most important functions of the Internet is that it allows for freedom of expression through mediums such as Tumblr and Twitter. One can say whatever they desire.  Yet, such power comes with responsibility, and not every country is lucky enough for this freedom, Additionally, not every person can handle such power. Thus, this new form for literacy creates questions in my mind: What are the limits and boundaries of this relatively new discourse/literacy? Where do we draw lines and who is to do this? Will the freedom the Internet maintains today, be seen in the future? 

All I know is that the power of the Internet cannot be ignored. It is necessary to recognize that the Internet and ways to use it are changing and challenging society. 

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Another way to look at how to teach students how to read

At our last class, one of my peers commented on my post about being given a minor role in my first grade's Peter Pan play. My peer's comment was that if my first grade teacher had given me a bigger role in the play, that could have potentially motivated me to practice my reading skills and become a better reader. I had never thought about it that way but I believe she's right. I then read the Jaschke, Leigh article about teaching adults in West Africa how to read through mobile phones. I found the article interesting because by teaching adults how read through mobile phones, they are not only becoming literate but learning how to function an important useful piece of technology. What makes this significant is that the program that makes it possible for these adults to become literate allows them to use a "practical literacy component tied to obtaining market information via text message". This component has been very beneficial for agricultural producers that from what I understood from this article is that in order for them to enjoy the benefits this component offers, it could be safe to say that this can serve as a motivator for adults to learn how to read. This then makes me think back to my own experience, what can we do as educators to motivate our students to learn how to read?

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Learning to Love Yellow

Yellow,
a color I despised since childhood.
I never understood why it was so loud.
I never liked how it would hurt my sleepy eyes
or how it made me nauseous.
I just never liked yellow!

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My Functional Literacy

When reflecting on this assignment, one memory in particular came to mind. While my story is not specifically a story about a breakthrough or an epiphany when I all of a sudden knew how to read, it is a story of literacy, and ways in which my understanding of a storyline helped me play a role. When I was young I had a series of fairytale books. Out of all of them, my favorite was The Twelve Dancing Princesses. My older sister is twelve years older than me, so by the time I began to learn to read she was in college. I had always looked up to my sister and wanted so badly to impress her. During one of her visits home I went to her and informed her that I had been learning to read and had mastered this skill, which was far from true. I held my The Twelve Dancing Princesses book in front of my, careful to stare at the pages studiously, and recited the story from memory. While my sister was overly impressed, when she reported my success to my parents, they saw through my act. While this was only a temporary success, one could argue that although I could not yet read, I was literate. I was able to entertain my sister by telling her the story, while also demonstrating a certain cunning, although it was a deceptive one. If literacy here means judging my success at reading, I would have failed. However, if literacy had been considered my ability to entertain and communicate the story, it could be considered a success.

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Reading for Pleasure

Excerpts:

From a very young age, “stories” was a big part of my life. I refer to “stories” as a singular noun because it refers to a specific time of day and a specific act that occurred at that time. Every night before going to bed, I would read with my parents. I can't remember the exact order of what happened when, but there were times when my parents would read picture books aloud to me, and there were times when they would read novels aloud to me, and there were times when I would read picture books aloud to them. And then gradually I moved away from this and began to read novels on my own. My mom especially was very conscientious about finding “quality” literature for us to read. I received Newbery and Caldecott award-winning books for birthdays and Christmas. My picture book phase thus consisted not only of “high quality” content but also beautiful illustrations...

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Class Notes 1/31

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Educational Journey (Take 2)

Reflective Writing in Response Groups #1

Critical Issues in Education

 

Table of Contents

 

  1. Learning in the Island
  2. The Great Escape: Immigrating to the United States
  3. The Trouble with the Accent
  4. Girls Inc.
  5. Propellers: The Role of Mentors
  6. Posse
  7. Bryn Mawr

 

 

II. The Great Escape: Immigrating to the United States

 

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code switching between Bronx slang, kid Spanish, academic English and more.

I I like to write my posts in a cute little teal journal, accurately labled "thoughts." I wondered what the destiny of this book would be and I'm happy it's this. My entry started with three stick figure photos; the first was me being talked at by a teacher. The second was me talking to an adult and the third was me talking with a peer. The story then described an interaction I had with an older person in youth group. He asked me why I talked like a white person. At the time, that really bothered me, because it made me feel uncool and out of place. So then I would try to use more slang, but it didn't really help my "cool" cause becuase I sounded very off. This led me to think about the different languages I have to negotiate on any given day when I was little. With my mother I would have to speak Spanish, but my Spanish was never really eloquent, and then with friends I would have to use slang becuase my academic English freaked them out, and then with teachers I would have to use academic English. With language, I never really felt proficient with any of the three, but I'm starting to accept that all three of these are very much a part of the person I am today.  

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Chapter 6. Explora

Christine Newville

Post Reflection Assignment

Educational autobiography

 

Table of Contents

 

Chapter 1. Being a nature child

Chapter 2. Placitas Elementary

Chapter 3. Permaculture and long division

Chapter 4.  A Blur of middle school

Chapter 5. Club Ed

Chapter 6.  Explora

Chapter 7. Mr. Curry and Physics disasters

Chapter 8. South America 

Chapter 9. Parents know best

Chapter 10.  BMC

 

 

Chapter 6.

            Imagine being forced to do community service. This community service can be anything you want it to be, you could volunteer in a homeless shelter, collect jackets for the winter, making trail-paths in the mountains, reading in hospitals, it could be anything. Imagine the gratification of being able to choose what you do, when you do it and organizing this project all by yourself.

            Now imagine telling your friends about your project and the details you worked out, the meetings and emails you sent out, being proud of yourself. Next, imagine your friend tell you she lied about hers and faked a signature, then your other friend next to her giving her a high fiving and saying he “just picked up some trash” in a park for 5 minutes.  That was the moment when I felt out of love with my education.

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