Wordless Wednesday: How the big dogs stay cool June 27, 2012
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Paying for college June 25, 2012
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Nicole and Maggie’s post about teaching kids money management led me onto a slightly divergent path. I’m trying to figure out what to do about college.
Growing up, we had no money. I was basically told that if I didn’t want to grow up to be in a situation like my parents’ , I should get a college education. (Although I’m sure the education will help in the long run, it has not yet paid off. I’m in a decent financial situation because I happened to marry someone who was gainfully employed and didn’t mind that his wife was an educational junky/freeloader.) That being said, I was expected to pay for my own education as my parents really had nothing they could contribute. I took out student loans and am paying them back as we speak.
But what do I do about my kids? I don’t like the idea of saddling them with debt for an education. On the other hand, I think they ought to assume at least a chunk of the expense as their own responsibility. If they are going to benefit, shouldn’t they invest in it, as well?
By the time the older son starts school, I am hoping to have a job somewhere…maybe even a university-type place. That then begs the question of whether older son ought to be required to go to such a school if I get a discount. But what if it’s not a really good school? I have also been reading about the trade off between a nationally recognized alma mater and actually being able to afford one’s tuition.
I have to admit that this looks like a majorly difficult optimization problem…and it’s difficult because of the variable and unknowns.
I do have some thoughts on this…but I’m curious what other people think. How do you plan to handle college expenses? What is a fair trade off between what you want and what the kid wants? Are there certain places that are worth it no matter what?
Friday Fun: How dogs keep cool & cool things with control theory June 22, 2012
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A friend posted the following video on facebook. I think I may use this with my class this fall, so they can get a good handle on the cool things you can do with control theory:
This is based on the following video created with computer animation. (I find it amusing that for so many years, we’ve been trying to master creating animation that looks real, and now Intel tried to make something real that mimicked an animation.)
Once you’ve finished watching those, you’ll want to check out the latest cartoon featuring Gigadog. (I think all Newf owners understand this one…)
Wordless Wednesday: Her name is Butt – on June 20, 2012
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Bye, bye, Birdie… June 19, 2012
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Sorry posting has been so light. I’m in the middle of fighting with my program and also trying to write up a proposal. Both activities are rather time-consuming.
We went to check on baby bird last night. It was sitting in the box/nest and doing well. I was actually very surprised. I expected it to be gone and/or dead. I was therefore feeling really good about the whole thing, thinking we’d done a good deed for our sparrow friend. I was feeling more confident that it was going to make it.
Before we left the grocery store, we went to take another peak. I mentioned to the younger son that we should rearrange the grass (which was drying up) to cover up the birdie a bit more. Younger son got overly enthusiastic and scared poor birdie out of the nest.
And that’s when everything went wrong. Birdie can fly short distances, low to the ground. So it did that…and landed directly in front of a car which was stopped. Apparently the person in the car had stopped to watch us. I turned around and pondered briefly if I should go after it…and then the driver started driving at the moment…right over our birdie.
Both younger son and I must’ve had horrified looks on our faces because the driver stopped and laughingly said, “What? Did I hit it or something?” I don’t think he realized at all what it was like to watch that. I replied (probably rather angrily), “No, you ran it over.” He kind of seemed surprised and said, “I didn’t see it.”
Of course he didn’t…it was right in front of his tire.
So birdie didn’t make it. Younger son immediately said he killed it and was starting to cry. I told him it wasn’t his fault. (I’d already saved said bird from being run over twice before we got it the new nest.) That being said, I feel guilty for not running out and telling him to stop before he’d moved. Of course, realistically, I only had a second to react, and I just wasn’t fast enough. There’s plenty of guilty feelings going around here. I’m already missing going to check on our little friend, and I keep saying that at least he got a couple more days than he likely would have.
All that being said, it makes me appreciate having younger son around. Unlike the older son, he’s always taking me on ‘adventures’. A few years back, we saved a baby rabbit. He will want to stop in the middle of winter and go on a random hike through the park. He forces me to stop thinking about everything else in life and pay attention to the stuff in front of me much more than I do without him. I’m sad things didn’t turn out well on this adventure, but at least we tried, and we dealt with all of it together.
The younger son’s nickname ought to be Diego June 15, 2012
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I picked up the younger boy from daycare after work. The plan was to run two errands and then pick up pizza on the way home. However, we were delayed at our first stop. At the grocery store three block from our house, the younger son noted a baby bird in the parking lot. We followed it around for a bit, and realized that 1) he couldn’t fly well enough to get back to his nest, 2) Mama was doing her best to keep the crows away from him and keep him fed, and 3) he had this horrible tendency to hop into traffic unless we were standing close by.
(Why do baby birds always look mad?)
The younger boy kept an eye on him while I went inside and bought a couple of tin cooking pans. I thought that we could at least put him in one and let mama keep feeding him. At least that way he’d stay out of traffic. No go. He didn’t like the pan and was able to hop out in short order. I tried calling the local zoo, who said I should call the Game and Fish Dept. They, of course, were closed until next Monday. I called a friend who is has a vet tech degree (and dealt with more exotic species). No luck.
In the meantime, I pointed out to younger son that when Mama was getting close to the baby, he’d start chirping and she’d come over to feed him. The younger boy, of course, felt we must bring him home and love him and cuddle him and give him a bath…then asked how to bathe a bird. I kept telling him that Mama was still taking care of him, and if we brought him home, he would very likely die. I called Mike and we talked about it, and I suggested bringing him home and getting a ‘nest’ set up…then I could bring him back after dark when there was no traffic. Mike had a better idea: he found a shoebox, put a brick in it (to keep it from blowing away in a strong wind), and filled it with grass and weeds. Since we were only three block away, he ran it over, and we got baby bird into it.
Mama found him a couple minutes later and started bringing food over to him. Also, she started keeping an eye out for crows. We left to get dinner (because it was well past the time we were supposed to have been home and had dinner). On our way back home, we checked back in on the impromptu nest. Baby bird was happily snuggled between the brick and the side of the box, almost completely hidden in the grass. It opened one eye when we came up to the box, but quickly closed it and fell back asleep.
I think the younger son was disappointed that he didn’t get a new pet bird, but I think he understands that this is his best chance for making it. The younger son said the only thing better would be to find a large grassland, devoid of any other animals. He could be right.
In set of overlapping quandries… June 10, 2012
Posted by mareserinitatis in education, homeschooling, older son.Tags: college, homeschooling, older son, online learning, transcript
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I spent some time looking at options for the older boy.
First, I’m really not thrilled with the idea of a transcript (as you may have guessed) because I don’t feel it’s legit to write one up. Yes, he spent time studying some physics in the form of reading a book on the thermodynamics of cooking and doing some experiments. I’m sure he learned a lot about heat and thermo and it’s practical applications. BUT. He didn’t have a formal high school physics course, and I don’t feel comfortable putting down just “physics” on a high school transcript. I don’t know that it’s ethical to represent what he did that way. That’s the sort of thing I’m wrestling with.
I’m very reluctant to just throw something together because if I put down ‘physics’ and someone finds this blog post, for example, they could claim I lied on the transcript. There are some potentially very real repercussions, including the possibility that he gets kicked out of school because he was accepted on the premise that he took a physics class which they believed contained certain content but which actually didn’t. That’s not fair to him, obviously. On the other hand, I think a transcript is the worst possible way to show what he’s done. A lot of unschoolers bypass this issue by putting together portfolios…but the school won’t accept that: they want a transcript. Period.
(I am not sure what you would call our schooling style, BTW. It was something along the lines of “use what works, throw out what doesn’t.” I was primarily concerned that there was a lot of competence established in math and language arts because ability in those areas will help with other areas like social studies and science. Those are a foundation…other things are icing on the cake. But that’s just my opinion.)
The other problem I have with the transcript business is grades. As an example, it’s pretty clear cut that he did a macroeconomics course. In most high schools, this would be the equivalent of AP Macroeconomics and would probably be a year-long course. So I’m totally fine with putting that as a course. However, when it comes to assigning a grade, I don’t feel good about that. He worked pretty diligently, but I wasn’t examining what he was doing on a day-to-day basis. I wanted this to be his thing that he did because he was interested. My evaluation was just likely to kill that interest. He was working through the text and the study guide as well as watching a video course. When he took the CLEP, he got a 50, which is what ACE says is the lowest passing grade and equivalent to a C in most college courses. So do I give him a C because that’s what he got on the CLEP? Or do I give him an A for passing a college-level class as a sophomore in high school?
You see…there is no objective standard for grades. Grades are almost always context dependent and don’t, in my opinion, honestly reflect mastery of material. A lot of what goes into grades (and I can say this as a teacher) is understanding and meeting requirements in a timely manner. In other words, did you do what the teacher wanted, when s/he wanted it? Some of these requirements have little to do with mastery of material. (Not all, mind you…but some.)
In looking around, however, I found a program that actually is for high schoolers to take college classes online through a reputable university. (There are several of them, BTW, but this one has a couple of majors that the older boy is interested in.) As a homeschooler, they have several requirements for exams, such as SAT and subject tests. But they also will accept a GED…and if he has the GED, he can bypass submitting things like SATs.
The thing that I’m questioning is that it’s all online. I was hoping he’d get the experience of having to go to classes and set up a schedule and figure out when to study. He has said things go better for him when he works out of the house. Now, I imagine that if we do a similar situation like we did with his CLEP, only he totes a laptop with him, it may go alright. He’s still getting out and following some sort of schedule, right? And he’s definitely learning some independent study skills as well as knocking out some college classes. (I really also think he’ll enjoy the college level stuff more, and I’m hoping he’ll try some classes just for fun.)
On the other hand, he can actually complete a degree entirely online through this program, and so is there really a need to physically go to classes? (Although, once he’s old enough, he could hypothetically attend this college in person.) I’m not sure. I don’t know what the best approach is for learning those “life skills” he’ll need when I’m not there to drive him to the library in the morning. I also have this gut feeling that the more college he has under his belt before he leaves home, the better. I have this hope that it’ll improve his chances of finishing because he’ll be into the ‘fun stuff’ in his major and not feel like he’s wasting his time doing all the general ed-type stuff. (I’m also hoping he’s got a more solidified direction after trying some general eds and seeing what he likes.)
I really had no idea that trying to figure out what to do with my kid in high school was going to be more of a mess than when I tried to figure out what to do for college.
Confusing college admissions or ‘why the h*** do I need to create a transcript!?’ June 8, 2012
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So who’s bright idea was it to homeschool anyway!?
Oh yeah. Mine.
So I had things all worked out with older boy. I have always been adamant that I will not give him grades because there is no way I can be objective. I had always assumed college admissions counselors would see things this way, as well. I’m a parent, so I can’t be trusted to be objective about my child. My solution therefore was to have older son take the GED. It’s a nationally recognized and relatively objective standardized test that shows he’s learned the equivalent to that of a high school grad.
Except that I was apparently very wrong.
After several discussions among Mike, the older son, and myself, we decided that older son should try to start taking classes at the university next fall. Admittedly, he’s doing pretty well with the CLEP stuff, but I want him to start getting a handle on time management and working around classes and such. Therefore, it was decided he should apply to start classes in the fall. (We have open enrollment, so applying this late isn’t a problem.)
What a fiasco.
Older son couldn’t complete the online application because it didn’t allow his birthdate. We also found some verbage saying that students who take the GED must be at least 19 before they enroll. So we got frustrated and went into the admissions office.
It turns out that the age thing is some sort of statewide effort to prevent students from leaving high school early. (Why in the world does it matter so long as they’re done?) However, it turns out that it’s not going to be an issue. All I have to do is write up a homeschool transcript…complete with actual grades. And the transcript has to show that he completed the requisite number of years of each of the required core classes listed in their admissions requirements.
Really?! They’re going to believe me that my kid did this stuff rather than take a test that shows he has the equivalent of a diploma?
Oh yes, and they need SAT or ACT scores. Fortunately, older son took the SAT two years ago and those scores are above their eligibility requirements.
So yeah…my kid who should technically just have finished his sophomore year of high school but got super high scores on his GED AND had SAT scores making him eligible for college at the beginning of his freshman year AND has already CLEPed out of 3 classes can’t go to college until MOM makes a transcript for him.
I really don’t get it.
I guess this has reinforced some of what I’ve told older son about a big part of college is just learning how to jump through hoops. Now if you excuse me, I have to go cobble a bunch of useless crap together.
Reserve(d) Bitch June 4, 2012
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Yes, I know I’m gorgeous. Now put away the camera and let me eat my kibble in peace.
(As an aside, bitch does, in fact, refer to a female dog in the context of this post. After spending the weekend using the word repeatedly, I think I’m significantly less sensitive to the other common meaning.)
Showing Gigadog this weekend was…interesting. I actually have videos of our participation, but I’m not going to put them online in fear of people using them as primers on what not to do when showing.
First, I was worried I’d be overdressed in my most formal business dress suit. Turns out that I blended in fairly well. So definitely dress up for these things and don’t worry about how formal you look. Yes, there will be people in tshirts there. However, very few of them will be in the ring…they’re mostly spectators.
Second, it was really awesome to have someone there to help. A friend drove from the middle of the state and was a huge help during the whole process. When you’re sitting there, spazzing about the fact that your dog has rolled in dirt and is drooling, it’s nice to have someone who has the clarity of mind to hand you a drool rag and brush. The second day, Mike also helped by spending about a half hour doing a thorough brushing before we left. She looked much better.
I really had no idea what I was doing this time around, and it was obvious. As my friend put it, Gigadog did her best impression of a bloodhound. Given the dogs are supposed to keep their heads up and give the impression of effortless movement with their legs, we were a long way off. The first day, I could barely get her to pay attention. However, I’m considering it a win because she was the only one in the ring for her class, and she didn’t just plop her butt down and stare at the judge. So…100% improvement.
The second day, I ran into someone I used to hang out with regularly. I had no idea she was into showing dogs, and so we got to chatting. I explained some of the problems I was having, and she attempted to give it a go. She wasn’t having much more success, and she disappeared for a while. She showed up a short time later with the couple who had bred her dog, and they gave me a ton of useful information and ideas. The second day in the ring was much better as she *kind of* kept her head up. But I also have an idea of what we need to work on in the future.
There was actually a third day, but I decided not to go. There were supposed to be six newfs at the show, and only two of us showed. If she at least had been able to compete against a puppy, it might have been worthwhile, but otherwise, we were just too exhausted. She did get some ribbons. On both days, she was the only one in her class, so she got first place for class each time. She also got a ribbon for reserve bitch (that is, the second place female dog of all classes). It would have been a bit more exciting if she’d gotten it with more than two dogs in the ring.
The one other thing I learned is that Gigadog, like myself, is very used to the quiet we have at home. Spending a good chunk of the day in a noisy, busy environment was kind of tough on both of us, and I was physically exhausted from trying to keep her corralled. She has this unfortunate habit of just running up to other dogs, not realizing that her size and dark color are very intimidating to most other dogs. She just wants to play, but the smaller the dog, the less they see it that way.
Overall, we’re off to a pretty terrible start, but given we did a lot better the next day, I’d say we’re on the right track. Like everything, we’ll get better with practice.
When in doubt, pull them out June 15, 2012
Posted by mareserinitatis in gifted, homeschooling, older son, societal commentary.Tags: bullying, gifted, homeschooling, older son, school
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I came across this article about Brandon Elizares this morning. I feel horrible for his family and for him because of what he went through. I’ve been meaning to write a post on bullying for a while, but I’ve been hesitant because it’s somewhat personal. After reading about Brandon, I determined that I should just come out and say it: if your kid is being bullied, do what you have to get them out of that environment. Whatever it takes.
When the older boy was supposed to start middle school, I took the stance that he needed to start learning how to function in a normal school environment. Heck…this is something I’m worried about today as we’re looking at college. But as far as making him go to school in sixth grade, I can honestly say that’s one of the worst things I ever did.
For those who say that kids need to go to school to learn socialization, I call utter and complete bullshit. Do you know what socialization is in middle school? Exactly the kinds of things that happened to Brandon. They were the kinds of things that were happening to my son, as well. In his case, it wasn’t because he was gay but just because he’s different. He was being sexually harrassed so badly by one person that I went up to the school and demanded they do something. They did, and the teasing died down from this kid, but it never stopped. He just found more creative ways of doing it. Older son started to refuse to ride the bus home because of the teasing. He started walking and instead found another group of kids who thought it was cool to beat him up on the way home from school. Kids would harass him in school while teachers’ backs were turned, and then stop just as he was about to retaliate, thereby leaving him to get in trouble. He was suspended from school several times, and the one who provoked the attack never received any sort of punishment.
He started shutting down in his classes and didn’t care about the work. The only class he was succeeding in was his advanced math class…and that’s saying something because he hated math. However, it was the only class where his teachers were advocates for him. The rest of his teachers started treating him like he was an idiot, and when he was evaluated at the end of the year because of his ‘dysfunction’ in the school environment, his English teacher, who’d originally raved about how bright he was, said he wasn’t gifted and there was obviously something wrong with him.
I saw more and more anger bubbling up in him. As a parent, it terrified me because I was worried that one day he was going to flip and either hurt himself or someone else. (Yes, I had images of Columbine burning in my head.) And I’d pretty much decided that the year of school had done more damage than good. He would not be going back.
The following year was when he was accepted into the gifted school. About a month after he started, a local television crew visited the program, and I remember a video clip of the director talking about how they got two kinds of kids: the ones that were obviously far above their peers or the ones who were troublemakers and likely to drop out or get kicked out of school. It was particularly ironic because that statement was made on a day when the older boy was home from school, on a temporary suspension because he’d shoved his PE teacher. My fears about how this bullying was affecting my kid were obviously not unfounded. The school said their normal policy was to permanently kick out students who assaulted teachers…but they wanted to give him another chance.
His first year at the gifted school was very hard because he was paranoid and angry. He thought everyone was out to get him because of the incessant bullying (both from other students as well as from teachers) he’d had to deal with the year before. The teachers at the gifted school were very patient and understanding of him, and slowly he began to lay aside some of the anger and started making friends. By the end of the year, things were going better, but then he did something to another kid and was told that if anything else happened, he would be out. Fortunately, summer came, he had time off, he spent a lot of time thinking about it, and when he went back the following year, he was like a different kid. That year went very smoothly because he finally felt like people understood him and even liked him. There were only minor problems, and by the end of the year, the teachers were suggesting that some of the support he’d had during that school year would be unnecessary for the future.
So basically, one year of damaging bullying took about two years and some very special people to make it go away. I honestly don’t think things would have changed as much had he not been in a place with other kids like himself, or with teachers who understood what he’d been going through. However, I can say for certain that leaving him in the middle school would have guaranteed that something very wrong would have happened.
I can only plead with parents who are dealing with this sort of bullying to please get your kids out of that environment as quickly as possible. It will not get better, only worse. It doesn’t build character: it makes them terrified and angry, and they will find terrible ways to deal with those feelings. And no matter how willing the school is to police the behavior, other kids find ways around it. Their drive to harass others who are different is unbelievable. (I still don’t understand it.) Getting kids out of school and either into a school where they’re more comfortable or even homeschooling, where they’ll have the opportunity to get involved in things that interest them and gives them a reason to learn, is far better than leaving them in that vulnerable position.
There is no reason any kid should have to go through that, and parents really need to understand that doing nothing is worse than taking some risks to get them out of there.