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Saturday, December 28, 2024

Saturday, December 28, 2024

 

  I had a horrible night’s sleep. I went to bed by 9:30 and fell asleep before Elsa joined me, but I woke up at 1:30 and was ‘up’ for the rest of the night. I put it in quotes because I must have done some sleeping, but it sure didn’t feel like I did.  There was nothing in particular bothering me, I was in a hyper state and couldn’t calm down.  I have nights like that occasionally. Fortunately, not more often. It feels horrible.  It reminds me of those years after my dad died and before I left home for college, where every night was an insomniac one.  I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.  Well, maybe there are a few people I can think of. No one I have direct contact with.

   I would need a deep nap before I took on the day.  Dean and Nina were coming over for our weekly game of Sorry, an excuse for an extended visit.

   I texted Mama K to see if I could meet with the twins. Our arrangement is very casual.  I work with her kids for free.  She is the relative of a friend, and I know there’s not a lot of money.  It allows for a wonderful freedom.  I aim to get each twin several times a week for 10 to fifteen minutes at a time.  It works well for all of us.  

   Evidence-based research (If everyone else can bandy this term about, I can too.) shows that short, frequent sessions are more effective than long, infrequent ones.  No one has time to get bored; we can call it quits when anyone involved does.

    I had tickets for a student dance concert at 6:30 p.m. for $50, a donation to support the dance studio. I walked Elsa at three and set her food out at 4:30. I left at 5:30, leaving a light on for Elsa. Darby was going to walk her later. 

Friday, December 27, 2024

 Friday, December 27, 2024

    I asked GV’s mother and Moma K if I could record a session with their children. Both said yes. I wanted the videos, so I had something to show Steven when he came over to discuss the possibility of using my method for the teachers in the school he was advising.  

   Steven spent most of his career in education as an administrator in UN schools in Latin America and Asia. He is currently advising a new school in India. It’s a free boarding school for girls from poverty to spare them a life of prostitution. Steve observed that the teachers used methods prevalent in the 17th century.  The teaching style compares unfavorably to a college lecture series.  I say unfavorably because they’re not well informed on the topic and make no effort to address the confusion of their children.  The method worked well in the 17th century because those who were ‘intelligent’ got it, and the rest were classified as slow and not taught at all.  Not a flawed system in the 17th century.  Universal literacy wasn’t a goal. 

   I am terrified about presenting my ideas to Steve. He is an intelligent man, but I don’t think most people trained in education will be responsive to my methods.  I would love to have the technique incorporated into schools, especially schools with minority students who have a poor track record for producing good readers.  

      My method looks chaotic to them.  Classroom teachers need order.  This method responds to whatever comes up. Judging from my husband’s reaction to my way of thinking, I can’t imagine any teacher being responsive.  Mike often said he would fire me if I worked for him; he meant it. He was a gifted administrator who was appointed to the head position in several mental institutions in NJ.  Several because he was sent in to fix bad situations.  As I said, he was gifted. 

   I’m not critical of folks like that. They are needed to provide stability for cultural institutions. If I’m going to introduce something different, I have to find a way to slide it into their worldview without disrupting it. Both of us have a job to do.  

    I finally figured out one cause for GV’s learning problem. His guesses are really wild. This excellent method allows me to focus on small details and catch things faster than I might otherwise.  He’ll say, “I don’t know. I’ll just guess,” and the results show no evidence of any consideration of the facts.  I realized when he says that, he’s giving up.  I asked him, ”When you say I’ll guess, are you saying see this is the best I can do, now leave me alone or see this is the best I can do, just give me the answer?”  he said the latter. Ah!  I’m providing him with strategies for getting close enough when he reads, or someone else has to read what he has written to figure out what he is saying. I insist he had to try one of the strategies I’ve taught him. I don’t expect him to get the correct answer; it must be logical.  I’m big on logic.    

    On our evening walk tonight, Darby said something amazing.  Her plants are doing much better with my green waste than they did with hers.  She composts everything she cuts back or down.  She has done this over the last 20 years since they bought that property.  Now, her plants are thriving on my green waste as they never did on hers.  Why?  She speculated that the microbes from my yard were different from hers. We both think it’s not that my microbes are better than hers, but that difference makes the difference.

    That cooked chicken from Costco I bought for Christmas dinner was sitting in my fridge.  I was never going to eat all of it.  I offered some to Joseph, my tenant with whom I was going to share Christmas dinner, and made a crack about walking the neighborhood to offer it to others. He asked when he could take it to work. Brilliant. Now!  I found a container where the grease couldn’t penetrate, and off it went. 

     The bore drill bits I bought didn’t work as well as I hoped.  When they got up to a certain point, the drill jammed.  It didn’t have the power to dig that bit into the greenwood.  English Mike had recommended the Milwaukee brand over the others. While The internet site claims our local Home Depot carried Milwaukee bore drill bits, they don’t.  I tried the Diablo four-set drill bits. I chose the smallest of the four. It jammed. I don’t know if the Milwaukee brand is the only one good enough for drilling holes in the greenwood, the drill isn’t powerful enough to do the job, or I need a yet smaller-sized drill bit.   Lutz made drilling a hole with a half-inch drill bit easy.  I can’t get it to work for love nor money.

 


Thursday, December 26, 2024

 Thursday, December 26, 2024

     Joseph and I got into a discussion about religious claims of absolute authority.  I argue that if God is infinite and unknowable, there is no way an individual or a group of individuals can capture the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. I prefer an image of a generous God, one who offers a variety of paths of worship, a Smorgasburg of choices.  Each theory of reality, any reality, winds up in a cul-du sac,  including anything I generate.  The human plight.

   A new slight variation on a theory of interpersonal relationships.   They work because of the degree of overlap, as in a Venn diagram.  The degree of overlap determines our ability to get along with others.  This is complex. That degree may only reflect the quantity of overlap, but we need to take quality into consideration as well.  I'm not sure how to graph that.

   One platform for commonality in a relationship is a common structure, a set of social rules.  All small primitive cultures have rules. The closer the social group lives to physical survival, the more narrowly structured the social system. A military group under fire is an example of that. Relationships are all subsumed to achieving a single objective: the survival of everyone in the group.  Most social groups don't live that close to the edge of survival. Social rules are looser. 

  They become looser when the state of emergency has passed. We all know that to be the rule. People have an amazing capacity to work together in the face of a life-threatening emergency. The moment it's over, conflicts begin again. We function best with a pinpoint objective. Somehow, most of us know the 'rules' then.

   Since we don't live in a state of emergency in the modern era, we need a different way to relate to each other.  The salvific religions only popped up in the last 3,000 years. There were probably many previous attempts to make a salvific religion stick. The two I'm familiar with are Christianity and Buddhism.  They offer comfort to individuals and arguments for compassion to all humans in the case of Christianity and all living things in the case of Buddhism.  Good try.  Are we better off since these religions were introduced?  That's an anthological question I'm not prepared to answer, but I don't see that we've reached a golden state as a species.  We're still all scared animals.

   We've increased our ability to handle divergence among our species: divergent individuals, divergent strengths and weaknesses, divergent languages, divergent cultures, etc- at a distance.  Everything's OK if they're not my neighbor. It's understandable if you think your neighbor should behave according to your rules, and he says you should be living by his rules.   How do we find a satisfactory solution so everyone is satisfied?  What skills do we need?

   I've experienced several personal situations of interpersonal difficulty.  I argue we can work it out. They claim it can't be worked out. Some say you either get along with people or you don't. You can't work it out. Others say I'm in the wrong. I should know the right way to behave.  I have had some success where my negotiating skills and the skills of the other are compatible enough to make a negotiated settlement that's pleasing to both parties.  I consider myself to be very lucky. I've been with people with whom I can openly talk about what makes me comfortable or uncomfortable, and they can talk about it with me.  Of course, I cannot know if they were as open with me as I was with them. I also have no way of knowing if the limit they put on their degree of openness was because of a failure on my part or theirs. I know I achieved that comfort with my husband and my mother in the last 18 years of her life. Does that mean that everything was perfect? No. Just good enough.

       I had an appointment with fourth-grade GV.  It was clear he had an auditory processing problem.  He spelled help as hapl. He didn't attend to the phonemic sequence. In dictating sentences, he can't remember a phrase correctly, no less a clause or a complete sentence. Also, when he substitutes words that don't express the same idea as the original text.   Twin A, who the school considers cognitively impaired, makes substitutions that reflect the same idea as the text. GV is not considered cognitively impaired.

   I decided to work on GV's auditory processing problem.  In my experience of the last forty years, the part of the brain that works best is at the height of the left temple and 2/3 to ¾ of the way toward the center line to the right.  When I asked GV which part of the brain he used for listening, he pointed to the prefrontal lobe.  That's good for visual processing. It can be adapted for auditory processing, but that will take extensive work.   It felt weird when he switched to the left hemisphere for auditory processing. That was a good sign. It meant he hadn't been using it.  Therefore, using it may solve his problem.  

 


Wednesday, December 25, 2024

Wednesday, December 25, 2024

 

  Merry Christmas to one and all.   

   Joseph went to Mass yesterday afternoon and planned to attend the 9 a.m. mass today.  He said the masses yesterday were jammed. There were over 1,000 people. Every seat in the church and in the Grace Center was filled. The parking lot was impossible. Joseph and I went in his car in anticipation of another crazy day. We left early.  Attendance was in the normal range today. The church and the lanai were moderately full, and the Grace Center was empty. Most people came yesterday and stayed home today to open presents on Christmas morning.

   We were at church early for me, by 8:30, for the 9 a.m. mass. It worked out great. Women from the Hula ministry were on the south lanai waiting to perform. Had I arrived at my usual time, not only would I have missed visiting with them, but I would also have missed the performances.

  Aya was one of the dancers. I saw her at the Mary’s Tea event. I hadn’t seen her for six years when she was 13.  Her dad took Mike and me out for dinner at least once a year. He brought his two daughters along.  Aya was in college and is now majoring in philosophy and health science.  We talked casually and discovered we were both philosophically oriented.  We wound up having a lot in common. She said she was interested in continuing our conversation.  She texted me later to wish me Merry Christmas and said she had enjoyed our conversation. I had been down. Our enthusiastic conversation lifted my spirits.

    I have been happy to be home alone for the last five Christmases. I rejected invitations for Thanksgiving and Christmas because I was concerned about Covid. I also felt being in company would be harder than being alone. But this year, it was different. I wanted to be with someone, but I had no invitations.  I asked Joseph about his plans. His brother lived in town. Was he spending Christmas with them?  He said his brother’s fiancĂ© said hMonday, December 23, 2024

 

   One of my friends is someone who indulges in 'emotional farting," as distinguished from "emotional dumping."  I'll leave what they're dumping to your imagination.  He knows he's cantankerous. He is, sometimes annoyingly so, but he's never mean to the people he's with.  He can be frustrating as he makes an illogical statement. He often expresses ideas and values that make sense. And then, every so often, he makes ridiculous statements or claims. When he does, I question his logic. He fesses up. The guy sees himself in negative terms, much more so than is necessary.  He has a right to his opinions and complaints.  He feels he doesn't.

   I believe that most of the 'evil' done in the world is done by people who feel inferior or victimized. I suppose we are all victims at some point or another. I'm not referring to those horrific situations when terrible things happen. I'm referring to people who see themselves as life's victims in situations where they are clearly not. Some are social victims, unable to set boundaries and think others are rude and inconsiderate when made uncomfortable. Some people with a version of the Oprah syndrome have a great deal and either feel it's never enough or feel more entitled.  I think people with an exaggerated sense of entitlement are coming from a position of inferiority.

   Here's an extreme case.  In the middle of the financial collapse of 2008, leaders of the financial industry were 'asked' to accept reduced salaries. The federal official who informed these people expected to hear they were upset about having to cut back on luxuries. They would have to sell one of their 5 million dollar homes or give up a yacht.  But those weren't the complaints. These men complained that they were men with 5

million-dollar in salaries, and they couldn't be reduced to million-dollar salaries. They were devastated.  My friend owns his inferiority complex. It prevents him from doing serious damage to those around him.

    I purchased a computer light, one of those gadgets you use to illuminate your face to make you look good in a video. Two minutes with that light, and my left eye was in pain. It's this harsh fluorescent light. What is my alternative? I guess just looking old and haggard.

   Writing about each session is getting complicated. So much happens.  I've switched my approach from teaching decoding to teaching spelling as a way to teach reading and writing simultaneously.  I select material that seems appropriate for the student's level and dictate phrases, clauses, or complete sentences. This approach requires a panoply of skills from the students.

    For starters, they have to remember the words in sequence. Good Lord, there are so many skills involved in this simple act.  I modify the level of the material and the number of words dictated at one time depending on the student's ability level. They should never feel overwhelmed or unsupported.  It is vital that they feel challenged as much as they do when playing a video game. While this way of teaching is novel in one sense, it is also very old. It engages all the senses, as Fernald advised in the 1920s. The students were involved in this activity. The activity should be fun. It doesn't have to be as much fun as their favorite video game. If the video game is a 10 out of 10, this activity should be at least a 5. If it's not, I have to modify the activity.  For students who have difficulty with auditory recall, I either have to teach them how to do that or change the activity to eliminate the need to remember a long sequence of words.

    The student spells each word in order. If they don't have a visual memory of how to spell the word, they spell it the best they can, using the sounds. As we all know, English spelling is tricky, particularly the spelling of vowel sounds. Besides there being a choice of how to spell a sound, vowel sounds in unstressed syllables often sound the same; they all sound like the short u or short i. There are two u sounds in the English language. They sound similar, but they are not. There's the tense u as in hut, and the relaxed /u/ as at the end of banana or the indefinite article a.  If a speaker uses the tense /u/ where he should use the relaxed one, he will sound like he has an accent. No native speaker would make that mistake.  In a three-syllable word, two vowels will be reduced to the relaxed /u/.  You can't figure out how to spell them from the sound.  In the word animal, the I and the second a are both some form of the schwa, the formal name of the relax u.  In the word elephant, the second e is the relaxed /u/, and the a is a relaxed /e/ or /i/. 

   There are approaches to teaching phonics that aim to reduce the confusion. The complexity of English orthography is real. You can't magically wish it away.  I've discovered several situations where students have learned to expect consistency from the English spelling system and don't know how to deal with the complexity.  They feel like failures because they have been taught it's simple and obvious, and that doesn't work for them. The first thing I have to do is disabuse them of that notion. Once they see it's not a failure on their part, but they were given the wrong information, their reading problem clears up quickly. Their expectations adjust. And they start exploring what is instead of what they've been taught it is. That switch in perspective from top-down to bottom-up perception may be the key.  You have to use bottom-up perception to perceive the phonemes in a word as they are. You can perceive patterns when you deal with what is instead of what it 'should be.' Phonics teaches patterns; but no phonics program teaches all the varied patterns of English orthography. Figuring out which pattern is used to spell a word is a combination of statistical likelihood and visual recall. Figuring out the sound of a word when reading is a combination of decoding, memory, and inferring meaning from context.  There is no way to arrive at an accurate sound of a word just from phonetic analysis.

   If the student spells the word using phonemic awareness and statistical likelihood, they are still unlikely to spell a word 100% correctly. I push them to do it anyway, assuring them it's okay. Spelling can always be corrected. It is more important that we write to express our thoughts accurately on paper. Someone can figure out if the spelling accurately reflects the sounds of the words. Here, students incorporate invented spelling.

    Invented spelling was big at one point. Teachers used it exclusively. Children became good writers, but it didn't help them learn to read. We need both. If a child misspells a word, I go over it to show them what they got right as well as what's wrong and wrong. Both are important. When children are taught spelling, they are not usually trained to analyze their writing for what worked and what didn't.  I do that with them. In the process, I cover mini lessons in phonics, spelling, and morphology- throwing in comprehension for good measure.  When dictating a whole paragraph, one phrase, clause, or sentence at a time, the students reread what they have written before going on to the following words. Knowing the passage's context helps predict the meaning of the following words. If a student makes an error in this regard, it provides an opportunity to discuss comprehension skills.

   I love this approach. It is a fantastic diagnostic and teaching tool.   The students' misunderstandings and downright problems are revealed with clarity that I have not experienced with any other approach. 

   When students misspell a word, The first step is to show them what they got correct and what is correct enough so someone can figure out what they were trying to say. The next step is to help them arrive at the correct spelling.  For example, if a student spells animal as anamul, I show them what they got right the an m-l. The spelling of the two vowel letters must be memorized.

  When correcting spelling, first,  I ask them to identify the number of syllables in the word. Second, they must make sure there is a vowel letter in every syllable. (There are words where there is no vowel letter to represent the sound. More frequently, there are vowel letters that are 'silent.') Since statistically, there is a vowel letter for every syllable, I push them to check if they have produced a vowel letter for every syllable. (there are a few cases in English where we don't use a vowel letter to represent the vowel sound.  there are also a few cases where we argue there is a vowel sound where there isn't one, but those  are the exceptions.) In invented spelling, students will often only write the consonants, as CN for CAN. Second,  I encourage them to see if they can dredge up the correct spelling from the visual memory once they know what's wrong. If that doesn't help, I will give them examples from other words. For example, suppose a student spells elephant as elefant. In that case, I will provide the word phone as an example, allowing them to figure it out and implicitly teach them to search for patterns in words they are more familiar with. Finally, I tell them  The students are engaged. The trick is to keep the activity in their comfort range.

  Today, I worked with Seventh grade RH on ratio proportion. I haven't done that math in years, sixty-perhaps.  I had some recollection, but not enough to present a clear picture.  I had to look it up.  I did remember that you could compare two parts of a whole or a part in relation to a whole.  I worked on the part to the whole. If the relationship was a 1:3, what was the other number if the first was a 2? She struggled with it. Then she saw it. It was one of those OH! Moments.

   I asked her if she felt embarrassed when she saw it because it was obvious. She said yes. RH is self-conscious and hard on herself. I asked her if she heard other students express that surprise and the accompanying wonder when they 'get it.' Then they wonder how could they be so stupid not to have seen it. She said yes. That's what good students do. I have to give her the lesson on how 'everything's obvious once you see it.'

   I learned that lesson from a story about Christopher Columbus.  When appealing to the court of Queen Isabella for funds for his expedition to find India, he presented them with a challenge.  He challenged them to stand a hard-boiled egg on its end.  No one could do it. Then he showed them how. He tapped the end of an egg on the table, cracking the shell and creating a stable base. Everyone said, "That's obvious." Columbus said, "Everything is obvious once you've seen it." my sister said seeing the obvious is a sign of genius.

   Her hyper-self-critical stance interferes with her learning more than anything else I've seen so far. Once that's out of the way, we'll figure out what's left. Maybe she does have a learning disability, as diagnosed by the educational consultant. Her mother paid a small fortune for the diagnosis.

 


Tuesday, December 24, 2024

 Tuesday, December 24, 2024

   I weighed 136 this morning. Oh, boy. The scale is going in the wrong direction. Up and down is okay, but not up, up and then up.  I want to hold it around the 134/135 mark.

   I was up early and checked the internet to find out how to insert spigots into a drip hose.  I checked on YouTube. I found videos telling me how to cut the hose, but nothing was on inserting the spigot. Hopefully, English Mike can help me. He says he's happy to help me. He will be here, on the Big Island, until January 10. I should call him anytime.  I hope he can help me figure out what the person I hired to install the drip hose on the strip along the driveway.  You're supposed to uncoil the tubing and make sure it lies flat along the ground.  He didn't do that with the hose at the top of the driveway. Parts of the hose arc up into the air. At the bottom of the drive, the hose lies flat under the plumbagos, but there are no spigots to release the water. Useless.  The man charged me a lot of money. I hope Mike can help me evaluate the situation and figure out how to fix it.  The man charged me a lot of money, then put the hose down on the upper strip without unwinding it or threading it appropriately through the existing plants.  Then, I discovered that he hadn't inserted one spigot. At the same time, he laid the hose down along the plumbagos along the lower part of the driveway.  Fortunately, those plants are deeply rooted and don't need a lot of water.   I hope Mike can help me figure out how to fix all these problems.

   After I watered the 42 newly planted shrubs, Yvette came to help me lay down the hose.  We had unwound it a few weeks ago.  I had to figure out how to cut the hose before I lay it down.  We laid three lengths of hose alongside each of the three rows of bushes.  I think I cut the first one shorter than I should have.  That should be easy to fix.  I would have to buy another connector, but that won't be a big deal.

   I ate half a bagel and napped.  I planned to drive down to the Aloha Theater to check the parking. The mother of seventh-grade RC 'invited' me to 'join them' for the performance.  It's a pretty high price for an amateur production. Of course, it is a donation/price. 

    I was about to leave the house, my handbag in hand, when Mama K called to say the Twins could work with me now. My alarm went off as I set up to work with the girls. What!!?? Oh, boy. I forgot my appointment with Seventh-grade RC. I called Mama K to explain the situation and said I would work with her girls in half an hour.

    RC never responded.  I called her mother and said I figured she forgot and I was going on my way.  I signed on with the Twins. They continue impressing me.  They will use a phonically possible spelling if they can't recall how to spell a word with their visual memory. For example, Twin A spelled sign as /sine/.  Twin A, more than Twin E, will revise the dictated sentence using words that carry the same meaning but are not exactly what was dictated.  I don't correct her.  I only correct her when words don't reflect the same meaning, or she uses incorrect grammar.

    I love these amateur productions. Before Covid, I saw the Christmas performance of the Nutcracker from the West Hawaii Dance Studio.  None of the individual performances rival the great ballet dancers of New York. While many of those performances are exquisite, they are also acrobatics with a flair. Sometimes, the performance is just a demonstration of athleticism with grace, which is not really my idea of dance with my modern dance background. The amateur studio performances are more like dance theater. I love the choreography, mostly the blocking. I see how they solve the performance problems.  I have choreographed for bodies with various skill levels.  When I checked this performance, I learned this studio teaches modern dance versus ballet.

I'm looking forward to seeing how they do. 

   I look Elsa with me on the drive. She enjoys driving in the car. Well, that's what her previous owner said.  She loves driving up to Auntie P's when we go up to get water. She gets anxious when we don't go there. She was hyperventilating as I drove down Kaiminani. I pulled to the side of the road when we turned onto Queen K, thinking Elsa had to go to the bathroom. She didn't.  The weird thing was she calmed down once we passed the turn-off for Petco, where she goes for grooming.  This dog is too much. She is so bright. She remembered the route we used when I took her to get groomed.

    When I got to Kealakekua, I looked for parking lots. There are small ones here and there and a lot of street parking. I should find something.  The theater only holds 300 people. Most cars will hold more than one person.  I shouldn't have a problem.  When I got home, I ate the rest of the nachos from yesterday's lunch with Darby at the Canoe Club. It's not a 'club'. It's just a restaurant on the water's edge.

   I only work with Twin A today. When I called Mama K, she told me they had paddling practice after school, but Twin A was home in the middle of the day.  We continued with Phase III. Today, we discovered two phonics patterns worth discussing.  She left the suffix -s off takes. Students often delete suffixes when reading. Twin A uses them when speaking; she ignores them when reading and writing.  Why? Encountering the problem in this context engages the student in a way that miscellaneous instruction does not.  When I asked her if she knew what a suffix was, the answer was no. I taught a mini-lesson.  We encountered a second spelling pattern, the final stable syllable -ture.  I started a list of words ending in that spelling. She volunteered two or three words without prompting. Amazing.  This is a child who is considered 'slow' by the school. 

 

 


Monday, December 23, 2024

Monday, December 23, 2024

 

   One of my friends is someone who indulges in 'emotional farting," as distinguished from "emotional dumping."  I'll leave what they're dumping to your imagination.  He knows he's cantankerous. He is, sometimes annoyingly so, but he's never mean to the people he's with.  He can be frustrating as he makes an illogical statement. He often expresses ideas and values that make sense. And then, every so often, he makes ridiculous statements or claims. When he does, I question his logic. He fesses up. The guy sees himself in negative terms, much more so than is necessary.  He has a right to his opinions and complaints.  He feels he doesn't.

   I believe that most of the 'evil' done in the world is done by people who feel inferior or victimized. I suppose we are all victims at some point or another. I'm not referring to those horrific situations when terrible things happen. I'm referring to people who see themselves as life's victims in situations where they are clearly not. Some are social victims, unable to set boundaries and think others are rude and inconsiderate when made uncomfortable. Some people with a version of the Oprah syndrome have a great deal and either feel it's never enough or feel more entitled.  I think people with an exaggerated sense of entitlement are coming from a position of inferiority.

   Here's an extreme case.  In the middle of the financial collapse of 2008, leaders of the financial industry were 'asked' to accept reduced salaries. The federal official who informed these people expected to hear they were upset about having to cut back on luxuries. They would have to sell one of their 5 million dollar homes or give up a yacht.  But those weren't the complaints. These men complained that they were men with 5

million-dollar in salaries, and they couldn't be reduced to million-dollar salaries. They were devastated.  My friend owns his inferiority complex. It prevents him from doing serious damage to those around him.

    I purchased a computer light, one of those gadgets you use to illuminate your face to make you look good in a video. Two minutes with that light, and my left eye was in pain. It's this harsh fluorescent light. What is my alternative? I guess just looking old and haggard.

   Writing about each session is getting complicated. So much happens.  I've switched my approach from teaching decoding to teaching spelling as a way to teach reading and writing simultaneously.  I select material that seems appropriate for the student's level and dictate phrases, clauses, or complete sentences. This approach requires a panoply of skills from the students.

    For starters, they have to remember the words in sequence. Good Lord, there are so many skills involved in this simple act.  I modify the level of the material and the number of words dictated at one time depending on the student's ability level. They should never feel overwhelmed or unsupported.  It is vital that they feel challenged as much as they do when playing a video game. While this way of teaching is novel in one sense, it is also very old. It engages all the senses, as Fernald advised in the 1920s. The students were involved in this activity. The activity should be fun. It doesn't have to be as much fun as their favorite video game. If the video game is a 10 out of 10, this activity should be at least a 5. If it's not, I have to modify the activity.  For students who have difficulty with auditory recall, I either have to teach them how to do that or change the activity to eliminate the need to remember a long sequence of words.

    The student spells each word in order. If they don't have a visual memory of how to spell the word, they spell it the best they can, using the sounds. As we all know, English spelling is tricky, particularly the spelling of vowel sounds. Besides there being a choice of how to spell a sound, vowel sounds in unstressed syllables often sound the same; they all sound like the short u or short i. There are two u sounds in the English language. They sound similar, but they are not. There's the tense u as in hut, and the relaxed /u/ as at the end of banana or the indefinite article a.  If a speaker uses the tense /u/ where he should use the relaxed one, he will sound like he has an accent. No native speaker would make that mistake.  In a three-syllable word, two vowels will be reduced to the relaxed /u/.  You can't figure out how to spell them from the sound.  In the word animal, the I and the second a are both some form of the schwa, the formal name of the relax u.  In the word elephant, the second e is the relaxed /u/, and the a is a relaxed /e/ or /i/. 

   There are approaches to teaching phonics that aim to reduce the confusion. The complexity of English orthography is real. You can't magically wish it away.  I've discovered several situations where students have learned to expect consistency from the English spelling system and don't know how to deal with the complexity.  They feel like failures because they have been taught it's simple and obvious, and that doesn't work for them. The first thing I have to do is disabuse them of that notion. Once they see it's not a failure on their part, but they were given the wrong information, their reading problem clears up quickly. Their expectations adjust. And they start exploring what is instead of what they've been taught it is. That switch in perspective from top-down to bottom-up perception may be the key.  You have to use bottom-up perception to perceive the phonemes in a word as they are. You can perceive patterns when you deal with what is instead of what it 'should be.' Phonics teaches patterns; but no phonics program teaches all the varied patterns of English orthography. Figuring out which pattern is used to spell a word is a combination of statistical likelihood and visual recall. Figuring out the sound of a word when reading is a combination of decoding, memory, and inferring meaning from context.  There is no way to arrive at an accurate sound of a word just from phonetic analysis.

   If the student spells the word using phonemic awareness and statistical likelihood, they are still unlikely to spell a word 100% correctly. I push them to do it anyway, assuring them it's okay. Spelling can always be corrected. It is more important that we write to express our thoughts accurately on paper. Someone can figure out if the spelling accurately reflects the sounds of the words. Here, students incorporate invented spelling.

    Invented spelling was big at one point. Teachers used it exclusively. Children became good writers, but it didn't help them learn to read. We need both. If a child misspells a word, I go over it to show them what they got right as well as what's wrong and wrong. Both are important. When children are taught spelling, they are not usually trained to analyze their writing for what worked and what didn't.  I do that with them. In the process, I cover mini lessons in phonics, spelling, and morphology- throwing in comprehension for good measure.  When dictating a whole paragraph, one phrase, clause, or sentence at a time, the students reread what they have written before going on to the following words. Knowing the passage's context helps predict the meaning of the following words. If a student makes an error in this regard, it provides an opportunity to discuss comprehension skills.

   I love this approach. It is a fantastic diagnostic and teaching tool.   The students' misunderstandings and downright problems are revealed with clarity that I have not experienced with any other approach. 

   When students misspell a word, The first step is to show them what they got correct and what is correct enough so someone can figure out what they were trying to say. The next step is to help them arrive at the correct spelling.  For example, if a student spells animal as anamul, I show them what they got right the an m-l. The spelling of the two vowel letters must be memorized.

  When correcting spelling, first,  I ask them to identify the number of syllables in the word. Second, they must make sure there is a vowel letter in every syllable. (There are words where there is no vowel letter to represent the sound. More frequently, there are vowel letters that are 'silent.') Since statistically, there is a vowel letter for every syllable, I push them to check if they have produced a vowel letter for every syllable. (there are a few cases in English where we don't use a vowel letter to represent the vowel sound.  there are also a few cases where we argue there is a vowel sound where there isn't one, but those  are the exceptions.) In invented spelling, students will often only write the consonants, as CN for CAN. Second,  I encourage them to see if they can dredge up the correct spelling from the visual memory once they know what's wrong. If that doesn't help, I will give them examples from other words. For example, suppose a student spells elephant as elefant. In that case, I will provide the word phone as an example, allowing them to figure it out and implicitly teach them to search for patterns in words they are more familiar with. Finally, I tell them  The students are engaged. The trick is to keep the activity in their comfort range.

  Today, I worked with Seventh grade RH on ratio proportion. I haven't done that math in years, sixty-perhaps.  I had some recollection, but not enough to present a clear picture.  I had to look it up.  I did remember that you could compare two parts of a whole or a part in relation to a whole.  I worked on the part to the whole. If the relationship was a 1:3, what was the other number if the first was a 2? She struggled with it. Then she saw it. It was one of those OH! Moments.

   I asked her if she felt embarrassed when she saw it because it was obvious. She said yes. RH is self-conscious and hard on herself. I asked her if she heard other students express that surprise and the accompanying wonder when they 'get it.' Then they wonder how could they be so stupid not to have seen it. She said yes. That's what good students do. I have to give her the lesson on how 'everything's obvious once you see it.'

   I learned that lesson from a story about Christopher Columbus.  When appealing to the court of Queen Isabella for funds for his expedition to find India, he presented them with a challenge.  He challenged them to stand a hard-boiled egg on its end.  No one could do it. Then he showed them how. He tapped the end of an egg on the table, cracking the shell and creating a stable base. Everyone said, "That's obvious." Columbus said, "Everything is obvious once you've seen it." my sister said seeing the obvious is a sign of genius.

   Her hyper-self-critical stance interferes with her learning more than anything else I've seen so far. Once that's out of the way, we'll figure out what's left. Maybe she does have a learning disability, as diagnosed by the educational consultant. Her mother paid a small fortune for the diagnosis.

 


Saturday, December 28, 2024

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