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Not a dog person June 1, 2012

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We had a couple dogs when I was growing up, but I was never really impressed with the idea of having one as a pet myself.  They always seemed like so much work compared to cats.  Of course, now that I’ve owned almost a dozen cats, I know that’s not necessarily true.  I also realize now that you can train dogs, something which cats aren’t very willing or able to do, and that makes a huge difference when it comes to interacting with them.

Still, a lot of people were surprised when I got a Newfoundland because not only is it a dog, but it’s a DOG.  Newfs tend to have some of the worst qualities of dogs: big, clumsy, fur everywhere…and, OMG, the slobber.  It almost never stops.

But here’s the thing: I still don’t think of myself as a dog person.  I actually find a lot of dogs annoying.  They’re cute when you pet them (if they’ll let you), but definitely not something I’d want to take home.

I do consider myself a Newf person, though.  When my older boy was a baby, his grandparents had a Newf that would let my son crawl all over him.  The worst he’d do is give a big sigh and look at me with those big, brown eyes, as if to say, “As long as he’s happy, I’ll deal.”  Of course, this was several years after our first, and rather terrifying (from my perspective), meeting where he jumped up, put his paws on my shoulder, and introduced himself by giving me a big, slobbery kiss. That dog was the first dog I really became bonded to, and after that, I decided that if I were to ever have a dog of my own, it would have to be a Newf.

I find this all terribly amusing because today, as a non-dog person, I will be attending and showing my dog in a conformation event.  I never intended to show dogs, but after all the comments on how Gigadog was such a pretty dog (not only from random strangers on the street but people who work quite regularly with dogs), I took her to her breeder to have her evaluated as a show dog.  My breeder thinks she’ll have a good shot at getting a title.

I just hope we don’t have a repeat of our CGC experience…and that the judges don’t dock for slobber.  On the up side, I have another place I can wear some of my formal business attire given I can’t really wear it to work.

Wordless Wednesday: The conversion of potential to kinetic energy in naturally occurring dihydrogen monoxide May 30, 2012

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The moment your heart stops beating May 25, 2012

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I hate when I hear the words, “I need some help in the lab.”

I try my best, but I’m the last person you want in the lab.  Therefore, if someone is asking me to help in the lab, you know there is a major catastrophe.

The other day I was asked to help in the lab because things weren’t working right.  In fact, when I started looking at it, things weren’t working at all.  While I hadn’t done the setup on this particular experiment, I was supervising it.  So I had to run through the list of variables that could be affecting the results.  It took a couple hours, but it turned out that some piece of equipment was being swapped out for another, and this new equipment simply didn’t work in the experiment.  So we tried the original equipment again and it worked.  New equipment didn’t.  We tried a third piece of gear and found it worked, but only in particular situations where we spoke the incantations in a foreign tongue (or something similar).

Anyway, we figured it out for two of the three cases.  However, when I first was looking at the non-working gear and not getting anything, my heart just stopped for a moment.  It’s one of those moments where you think, “But I thought I knew what was going on?  Did I completely screw up?!  How could I have made such a huge mistake?!”

And of course the best one: “Does this mean ALL of my research is trash?!!!!”

I hate those moments, even if short-lived.  Don’t you?

Why parenting sucks… May 25, 2012

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Now that the school year is over, I can finally discuss one thing that’s been driving me nuts for the past couple weeks.

Most of you know that I’ve been volunteering to work with a group in my son’s class that’s slightly ahead in math.  The teacher was doing some grouping to help the kids who were struggling and more or less leaving the other ones to do “enrichment activities” for an additional twenty minutes outside of normal math time every day.  I was going in once a week to help with the advanced group, although that evolved into reading math stories to the whole class every other week.

One day was very odd.  As I sat down to work with the ‘advanced’ group, the younger son started talking.  He started explaining addition and multiplicative identities to the other kids, but it was obvious they didn’t know what he was talking about.  At first, I tried to get back to what I’d planned on discussing, but I also didn’t want to make him feel like he was being shushed.  So when the other kids started this eye-roll, “here he goes again” type of body language,  I tried to augment what he was saying.  I wondered how often this type of thing was happening.  I felt bad about the whole thing because the kids seemed interested when I was talking about it.  However, here’s the younger son, feeling like he can talk to these other kids about some of the math he was doing at home, and they don’t understand and are blowing him off.

Unfortunately, I know how he feels because this happens to me as an adult, almost always when I’m talking to my kids’ teachers.  I have always gotten the feeling that they think I don’t understand children or how they work.  I obviously am just one of those parents that’s overestimating my child’s intelligence and pushing him beyond  his ability.  If my children really were ‘gifted’ (always said with a sneer, if the dreaded word is even spoken at all), then they wouldn’t behave the way they do.  (I think this means they expect my kids to sit still and be compliant.)  And I’m most definitely not competent enough to handle educating my own child.

In fact, it happened again very recently.  The younger son’s end of year test scores came back, and all of the focus was on one subtest where he’s “right in with his peers”.  That is, a full year ahead of national norms.  They’re very concerned about his progress because of that subtest and wanted him to spend next year in the normal classroom to ‘get him back on track’.  (Because working a year behind his current achievement level helps him how????)  Very conveniently, they ignore the subtest where he’s four years ahead…and the other two or three where he’s still very far ahead of his classmates, as well.  They use that one subtest as evidence that I’m doing a lousy job teaching him math at home.

The good news is that they’re going to let him continue to use his current math curriculum, only he will be doing it at school in the fall.  I have a few reservations (mostly that he won’t get the help he needs), but I have hopes that just maybe they’ll start believing me.  I know it’s hard to believe a kid can go from getting teary-eyed about getting subtraction problems wrong to gleefully manipulating fractions and decimals in a single year.  On the other hand, I am pretty sure he’s said things that would make them realize he knows some of this stuff…but I suspect they just blew it off or attributed it to his “overactive imagination”.

Digging out the proof that is stuck in the pudding May 24, 2012

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Since the older boy was kicked out of school, I’d say he’s been doing more academically than before when he was in school.  After he passed his GED in March, I asked him what he wanted to do until summer.  He had the choice of getting a job or studying for a CLEP exam.  He usually spends a good chunk of the summer with relatives, so he decided to wait on looking for a job and instead aimed to finish another CLEP.  He chose to study macroeconomics.  To do this, he got up nearly every morning and spent 3 hours at the university library (where he has no internet access), read through the entire textbook, and worked through the study guide.  He passed the test on Monday, and we’re all very proud of him for his hard work.  (He, however, was disappointed that he didn’t get a higher score and now wants to spend some time going through the text again to figure out the parts he got wrong.)

In addition, we began talking about college things, and I told him that he should take the PSAT in the fall because doing so would automatically enter him into the National Merit Scholarship Program.  This is a scary topic because it requires that he go back and do something he hates: math.  However, he keeps telling me he really wants to go to college, so he was willing to go back and do some.  Of course, saying it and doing it are two different things.

He’d finished algebra 1 two years ago and last year, he’d made an attempt to jump into college algebra.  He made it a good chunk of the way and then started having some real difficulties.  Therefore, I decided to take a step back and see if he could get geometry done before summer.  It turns out that he was better off than I thought because he did the initial evaluation and tested out of about 2/3 of the topics.  In the past month, he finished off all the rest except for a handful, all of which had to do with proofs.  (Apparently, he is serious about the PSAT.)

I have to admit that this is different than when I took geometry.  My geometry class was entirely proofs.  It was one of my favorite classes because, to me, doing a proof is a completely different animal than solving an open-ended problem.  You know where you’re starting and finishing.  All you have to do is find the path between here and there.  Usually it was extremely obvious, so I was able to write out my proofs for class and often have time left over to read.  I remember being very confused why other people thought the class was hard.  Later on, when I took physics in high school, it felt like the same thing.  You’re trying to find out a quantity using a bunch of other quantities and formulas.  Easy peasy…

I sat down to help the older boy yesterday, and I have to admit I got frustrated pretty quickly.  I read the problem, saw what was supposed to happen, and knew immediately the steps in the proof.

Problem was the older boy didn’t.

This really threw me for a loop.  I mean, the kid’s obviously smarter than me (and just as obviously less wise and experienced).  It really stunned me that there were a couple points where he was struggling to figure out what to do next.  He was getting frustrated, though, so I walked him through a few of them, explained the reasoning, and tried to talk to him about how I viewed the problem (which is hard to do when you think in terms of vague notions of going places on diagrams).

It got me wondering, though, if this is why he doesn’t like math.  Is it that hard for him to see the end goal?  Is the process of finding logical steps difficult?  And why is it so easy for me to formulate these things and difficult to him?  Do our brains work differently?  The whole thing left me with a lot of questions, and I’m still very perplexed.

By the end of the session, he seemed to have it down and was making good progress.  I was able to back off and just let him work, and he even found some of his errors when he got things wrong.  The best part was, however, at the end when he turned to look at me, grinned, and said that it was actually kind of fun.  Mission accomplished.

Wordless Wednesday: A bit of natural light May 23, 2012

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How I saved a caterpillar from certain doom May 22, 2012

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On Sunday evening, the family got together with the local astronomy club to watch the annular eclipse.  The younger boy stayed interested for about 10 minutes before deciding to go play with some other kids near the trees.  One of the girls found a caterpillar but wasn’t allowed to bring it with her, so the younger boy asked if he could bring it home.

“Sure,” I said.  I hoped this would give me a slight reprieve from his constantly begging for yet another pet.  (We have two cats and a dog…but I’m constantly fielding requests for birds, rodentia, fish…and even a gecko.)  I figured that, in terms of pets, a caterpillar was probably going to be fairly low on the required maintenance scale.  Also, the whole life cycle thing is interesting to watch.

Said caterpillar is now residing in a large plastic cup with a lid in younger boy’s room.  He’s been talking non-stop about caterpillars since he got it.  But this morning, he came out and the first thing he said was, “My caterpillar is dead.”  He then walked quite slowly over to the garbage in the kitchen and put the cup in there.  I asked what had happened, and he said it was broken into a bunch of little pieces.  Now, even if it had died immediately after we brought it home, it shouldn’t have desiccated that quickly.  I fished the cup out of the garbage and opened it up.  Sure enough, there was black stuff at the bottom, but the caterpillar was sitting there clinging to a stick.  I pulled it out and showed the younger son, who couldn’t see it at first because it was nearly the same color as the stick.  I also explained that the black stuff in the bottom was caterpillar feces.

“So caterpillars have privates like us?”  Well…sort of. They certainly have digestive systems and whatever they eat is going to have to come out.  Pretty soon the younger son was babbling about caterpillar poo.

Anyway, I felt pretty good about having a second look until I went online to find out what kind of caterpillar it is.  Chances are pretty good that it’s an eastern tent caterpillar…and it’s probably going to be a nasty looking moth.  Blech.  (Did I mention I don’t like moths?)

Fed up with standardized tests May 19, 2012

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When I was a kid, I remember taking Iowa Basics tests every couple years.  I remember this because I was both stunned and disappointed.  I was usually impressed because my grade equivalencies placed me at least three grades ahead of then current placement with the gap widening as time went on.  The disappointment was because nothing ever came of it.  I sort of assumed that everyone I was going to school with must have similar scores because I was kept with the same people, in the same grade, without even so much an acknowledgement.

Well, okay, there was an acknowledgement – there were usually comments about how my math computation scores were so much lower than everything else.  (This is what led me to believe, for many years, that I was bad at math.)

My kids haven’t used Iowa Basics, and I find this very disappointing.  In a move that I can only assume is a result of No Child Left Behind (or, as I affectionately like to refer to it, the “Lake Wobegon Law” because everyone must be above average), there has been a shift away from tests like Stanford Achievement or Iowa Basics to NWEA Map testing.

The only way I can describe this is useless info that’s providing a moving target.  The test provides percentiles and approximate ranges for competencies in various subfields.  It is frequently renormed.  In many respects, it’s the same as any other standardized test.

My beef is that, as far as I can tell, the only purpose of the test is to see how your student(s) compare with the rest of your district or nationally.  On the other hand, I will say that it’s not the only one that does this.  However, it seems like there are a lot of schools moving this way, and I see it as a huge detriment.  The reason is that I don’t think you can make decisions about a child based strictly on their performance compared to a norm.  However, that’s exactly what teachers want to do.  They see an area of relative weakness in a child and want to hold them to that level for all of their abilities.  I am left to ponder why it is they never want the child to be working at the level where they are capable and make an attempt to bring the weak areas up to par with the strong areas.  Of course, if you have nothing to determine where they’re actually achieving, it’s hard to implement that type of education.

This leads me to wonder: how does a child working at age level help them to develop skills above age level?  If you’re teaching a child stuff s/he already knows, aren’t you just holding them back?

The complaints I received about my ‘lousy’ math computation scores are one example of this.  I have several tests showing this problem which constantly elicited comments from teachers about how I was poor at math.  I get the impression that they looked for personal weaknesses but never really made the connection that my average was different than most of the other kids.  Their solution, therefore, was to have me work on more computation at grade level.

Scores that only consist of a percentage relative to norms tell you is that one’s performance relative to everyone else may be an area of weakness.  It doesn’t tell you, however, where you’re really achieving.  It’s a bit different if you have a grade equivalency sitting next to the norms.  It turns out that my ‘lousy’ math computation scores implied that my computation was equivalent to the average child two grades ahead of me.  And it should be fairly obvious that if they wanted to me to be achieving more strongly in computation, they would have been giving me more computation at 2-3 years ahead of grade level.  Unfortunately, that’s not what happened, and most often, it’s still not.  It’s a lot harder to dismiss a child’s achievements when you have a solid basis of comparison (a kid two or three years older) than some vague percentile.  Those percentiles don’t give teachers a true picture of achievement; how many teachers have frequency tables for a normal distribution sitting nearby? My impression is that it leaves them only feeling that when a child is at a very high level, the child is learning and thriving in their current environment.  They have the mistaken impression that the child is having their needs met, when in reality, the child could be seriously underperforming relative to their potential.  Likewise, they may get the impression that a child is struggling but fail to realize that it’s because they lack basics from prior years.

I therefore would like tests to go back to giving grade equivalencies.  I think this illuminates the level of child achievement and gives teachers a better idea of what they are actually dealing with.  There is a good amount of research showing that teachers are actually some of the worst identifiers of children’s intellectual gifts, and taking away the frame of reference that grade equivalencies provide is going to make it worse for the child and parents or other advocates.

Seven-month running update: The Fargo Marathon! May 19, 2012

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Seven months ago, I decided I was going to see if I could run the full 10k at the Fargo Marathon. I’ll jump to the important part first: I ran the whole 10k and never fell back to walking.  In fact, I must’ve had some major runner’s high because when we got to the ramp going down into the Fargodome, I took off at the fastest sprint I could manage.  In retrospect, that was not the brightest idea (especially since I’d had to use my asthma inhaler during the run), but I was incredibly excited and couldn’t help myself.  Aside from that, I could squeak past 3-4 more people.

The older boy and I met my friend Kari and her husband at the starting line.  They were gone pretty quickly (except that Kari’s pedometer attempted to bail on her, so she had to come back briefly and retrieve it).  There were a lot of fun things along the course, including an Elvis impersonator and this guy, who cleverly located himself at about the 5 mile marker:

Earlier in the week, they were saying it was going to be unseasonably hot.  This morning, it was rather cool but there were thunderstorms.  Fortunately, they finished up just as we were leaving for the race, so it was cool and a bit damp outside.  The only major issue was the last half mile or so where we were out of the protection of trees and dealing with some gusty wind.

I managed to improve my time from last year by 22 minutes.  I also went from one of the last 10 finishers to having about 200 people behind me.  (I also started in the middle of the pack and so had nearly half of the participants in the race pass me.)  So, I definitely improved.  I’m already excited about doing it again next year.  First, however, I have a triathlon in mid-August…so I need to start swimming and riding bike.

Friday Fun: It reminds of having a conversation with a toddler May 18, 2012

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