Learning

This project I've been working on for Ed Psych, the "Personal Learning Log and Challenge," has summoned me into thinking about a few different things regarding the topic in general of "learning."

Sometimes I take learning, in itself, totally for granted. I think that many of us do this all the time without really even meaning to. I mean that in this way - generally, the average person (and often, myself, included) has no real desire to learn anything. So much of our time is devoted to meaningless pursuits - games, food, alcohol, socializing... You name it. I've been learning all of these new things and getting so much positive work done recently, I began to think: "Why couldn't I just do this all of the time? Is it not true that the greatest people in history, and the greatest among us now, do nothing less? In any field, I can see this being true...

I can see Schubert or Mozart spending every spare moment pouring over sheets of music at his piano.

Socrates never ceasing to question and to pry about the big questions in a human's life.

Oppenheimer dedicating hour after hour, day after day into the work that would eventually create the atomic bomb. And his knowledge quest that must have taken place before that which led up to that point.


I sometimes wonder if the value that our modern society places on education (or lack thereof, rather) will be the ultimate factor leading to our downfall. If not the downfall of the human race, then at least of this country. Why is it that the people most willing to learn are the people most inconvenienced in order to do so? I think back to my reading of "Three Cups of Tea" and remember those kids in rural Pakistan, working by themselves on arithmetic problems in a field - scratching their work into the ground with sticks. They put so much time into what amounts to so little. Yet we, with our computers, our institution of higher learning, and our (relative) economic well-being here at Luther largely are living our lives weekend-to-weekend, with school and studies taking place only as a hassle to be circumvented in between.

With these realizations, I have made to myself a vow to try and be more purposeful about learning and my respect of it. I hope that you, in reading this, will join me in an effort to do the same.


Alex

A Slab of Inspiration

Iron Thrones

"We've followed these set paths for far too long,
And our feet grow weary of the familiar
Our minds strive for a conduit of expression,
Yet we shiver in the cold,
Alone in the darkness

Wow. So here I am, sitting in the library of Luther College, trying to compose a critical review to upload onto Chalk and Wire before Monday - just one of the slew of things I have yet to accomplish before finals week comes to it's bittersweet end. Anyway, I brought my iPod with me this go-round...and I decided to give this new album "Visions of Light" by a band called Iron Thrones I got yesterday a listen through while I work.

I've been getting new music consistently now, pretty much daily, for a long time. Nothing has hit me before with an emotional power or stunning beauty of this magnitude since I first heard Opeth's "Blackwater Park." And so, I decided to take a break from my more formal writing to blog a bit about the ecstasy I am in right now listening to this creature. Amazing.

Iron Thrones is from Minneapolis...and is right now an almost unheard-of group, at least for now. It won't stay that way. They just released this album, available as a FREE download (I suggest you grab a copy) on their website. Everything is self-made. A success this huge, without the aid of corporations or agenst or labels, is a huge inspiration to me, and it should be to everyone.

If you have an open mind - please enjoy. Peace


Alex

Oreos and Stickers

Monday night's meeting for our Ed Psych classes this semester was one of the more interesting and engaging to date. Led by Doug Kinnick, an activity was organized that "labeled" students into groups of various sizes using stickers on each person's forehead. Each group was given a plate of Oreo cookies...the group of 3 people got something like 40 cookies, the group of 8 or 9 got about 20, and the majority (something like 20 people) got only 5 of them. Each grouping was made to sit together, the small group in the front, the mid-sized in the middle, and the large at the back of the lecture hall.

A group then proceeded to give a presentation on "The Last Lecture", a book that was read by some students in the class.

At the conclusion of the hour, the objective of the "segregation" was revealed. We had a discussion on the effect of "grading" and how well we as students were able to pay attention and succeed in participating in the class given this variety of treatment. There was some heated conversation, but I think we all left the event with a clearer idea that, as teachers, we need to devote special attention to making sure we treated our students with as much non bias, while still being caring and evocative, as possible.

Thanksgiving Break

Thanksgiving break was a time for me to get away from my studies and have a moment to relax and to reflect on my life so far this year. More and more, as the craziness of Christmas at Luther and finals week has reached full swing, I'm realizing that this time at home was more of a "calm before the storm," if you will.

It was a pretty average Thanksgiving weekend. Except my father wasn't there - I took him to the airport Wednesday morning so he could fly out to North Carolina to have Thanksgiving with his side of the family for some sort of family reunion deal in his hometown. So we had Thanksgiving in Norwalk, with my mom's side, like I always have since I was little. But this year, my girlfriend came up from her school in Creston, IA to stay with us over the break! It was such a treat - just what I needed to lift my spirits. I am continually amazed by my family's (both immediate and extended) ability to accept others right into everything and to love them unconditionally. Koreann is so well accepted and loved around my home, and it really makes me happy. I realized this more than I ever have before over the break. So I take from it a lesson - the lesson that I want MY family to always have that same ability to share and love with other people connected to my family members' lives. It makes things so much easier when you can skip the drama, the questions, the doubts and just go on living life to its greatest potential. This is the greatest truth I discovered over Thanksgiving, and for THAT, I give thanks.

"Chalk"

Through the month of November, our Ed Psych Monday night meetings consisted of watching a movie entitled "Chalk" in the auditorium. Here's a trailer clip to wet your palate!



I found this film interesting and humorous, but at the same time, it made me feel pretty apprehensive about the whole "teaching" thing. The whole time, I was just thinking to myself: "Alex, don't worry. You're going to be a choir director - not one of these floundering academic subject teachers caged up in a classroom with desks and problem students." I don't know how much of that I can really rely on, but I guess that's how things go! It's a bit scary, looking into the "future" by viewing yourself as one of these characters.

So to anyone who reads this who ISN'T a music ed student, I would like to ask: How did this movie make you feel? Did it change your prospect on being a teacher at all? I would love to hear some varying opinions.