Friday, April 21, 2006

There once was a frog...

in the middle of a bog. A small, green frog, on a half-sunk log, in the middle of the bog.

This morning I got up bright and early to do a story reading assignment for my Children's Literature class. The mission: to find a group of children, read one or more stories to them, and record our reading. The problem: I ended up with a temperamental tape recorder. I read two stories, did very well with both of them, and ended up with one recording: the test recording I'd made last night, plus a "testing, testing" just before it, which I recorded this morning to ensure that I didn't end up with a blank tape. And I ended up with what might as well be a blank tape, despite the fact that there is a full recording of me reading a story to myself. I hate technology. Now I have to explain that I did the reading, read a story about paper cranes, passed out paper cranes to the small children, gave some to the librarian and left the tape player "recording" the whole time, and ended up with NADA. I'm sure she'll understand, but it still sucks. I wanted to be successful for once. Next time, I'm just inviting her along so she can grade me in person. Screw technology. Gah.

1 comment:

  1. Somehow, I think that Laura Ingalls (the teacher at age 17), would agree: technology is more often the problem than the solution. People have been learning to read, write, cypher (arithmatic) and solve real life problems for centuries with such technical marvels as a piece of slate and a bit of chalk; a deftly notched goose quill and grape juice... and to be evaluated by others IN PERSON... there is far more to teaching than voice on tape; there is "your presence" - whether you connect with your students (or not).

    Real teachers (and smart "professors") agree that it isn't education that makes a teacher, but inate aptitude. Yet we've acheived a social mindset so asinine as to value certification as the penultimate qualifier, and assume that certification equals competance, and inversly that lack of certification equals incompetance. Bovine scatology. Certification merely states that someone has successfully jumped through the required hoops and is an official player in the game, appropriately indebted to those who certified them. God forbid that we have people who teach without permission, build without permission, work without permission, think without permission... why, they can't be competent - they aren't certified!