There were 7 heads down, earphones in, focussing on computer monitors and keyboards. The marking season is here. It’s part of a cycle of migration where students thinking and words are mobilised from student owned spaces to the hinterland of academia, aka Turnitin. Out of the hard won concentration and quiet came the phrase ‘And the student asked, did he make the BoBo doll himself?’ It’s such moments which make marking a sharing activity, an exchange, discussion about student cognition, understanding, marking criteria and outcomes. During one such interlude it was the BoBo doll question. A colleague shared his surprise when during a session on Albert Bandura’s social learning theory (more here) a student asked ‘Did he make the BoBo doll himself?’ Well, there’s no potential planning for this question. It’s unanticipated and on initial glance it seems unconnected, off-task, disconnected from the lesson focus, and no way relevant to any pre-determined objectives or outcomes. But is it? Continue Reading
My dissertation students appear denuded of their initial enthusiasm, motivation and energy for their literature review topic. Could it be that they’re sloshing around in Piatanida and Garman’s ‘dilemma puddles;’ having come face to face with with the very iterative nature of research. Whatever our source of research ideas we generally ‘just want to get on with it.’ But our sloshing has a purpose. Our research ideas often stem from profound indignations with events, injustices and wanting to bring about change. On the other hand it may just be a nagging feeling, a sense of knowing but not quite being able to articulate what it is that’s niggling away inside our heads. Either way, Aveyard believes that out of our sloshing comes explicit, clear, simple, realistic, unambiguous, focussed but not too narrow, answerable research topics/questions. Continue Reading
I’m touched. My soul is stirred. I feel emotional enough to write. I’ve started writing this eleven times now. I’m trying to isolate what it is that has taken hold. To distill what it is about a 3 minute video that has created a need to understand, to write, to read, to explore and harness fleeting ideas. It’s rather like an earworm which was wonderfully explored in a BBC Radio 4 programme. But this is a ‘mindworm.’ It’s tricky, slippery even, to isolate what sets off our emotional tripwire. Neuro scientists would have us believe its our amygdala, an emotional sentinel within our brain which remembers our emotional recipes. I just know that there’s something remarkable about what I’m seeing and hearing in the video stories. Continue Reading
I met with a small group of BSc (Hons) students today to talk about their dissertations. Eight thousand words to select and craft in just over 6 months instills a sense of urgency, and, I’m encouraging them to ‘slow down.’ I could see the disbelief and panic etched on their faces as they’re keen to get going. After all, it’s just one of many assignments they’re currently juggling. I’ve overheard some in the wider student group state that they’ve already got most of the articles they need, so imagine how my little group felt. I hope going through some of the plentiful information they have and sharing a few tips has helped allay some of their initial concerns. Continue Reading
I am in a classroom. It would be pointless to say everything is fine, because it isn’t. It’s noisy, which I like. A buzz of conversation, dialogue and exchange is interrupted by the hushed vibrations of mobile phones. Messages and e-mails are opened and read, images shared with desk neighbours and replies crafted in the subterranean space under the desks. Continue Reading
I just don’t understand. I wasn’t bowled over but a word has stealthily crept under my radar and brought about behaviour which can only be described as rummaging. It settled quietly, hibernating in my subconscious, breaking out as sporadic searching of boxes, bookshelves and stacks of lever arch files. As the dust settles and glimpses of a bigger picture flash momentarily in a visual part of my brain, I’m instantaneously hijacked by another impulse which pulls me to another part of the bookcase or stack.
I would give anything to be able to write a coherent blog. So much so that I’ve even considered using my weekly Twitter stats as a ‘starter for 10.’ My current paucity of creativity and ability to foreground what I know and feel is whizzing in my head is baffling. What appears as I’m trying to think about my experiences, thoughts and connections is nothing. Nothing appears. It’s like an absence. Yet I know stuff has surfaced as I’ve apprehended them as scrawled notes on a lined A4 pink sheet of paper. It reads: Sat. Radio 2 – Nirvana at 9.35 am on BBC Radio 2 Sounds of the 60’s – a particularly good playlist that day, earworms and sticky notes, Ruby Wax, ESKA – singer on Woman’s Hour (scroll down for the link), colour theory and Assad from ‘Educating Cardiff.’ Assad appeared to be struggling with the transition to ‘big’ school. I was rather taken aback by the negative views and predictions about Assad on the twitter community – #educatingcardiff. I saw a child struggling to make sense of the transition to ‘big school.’ He voiced it himself during the programme (19 mins in) when he says “we used to be the big ones, now we’re the small ones.” Assad, like Aaron who received very positive and supportive comments in the twitter community, were 2 kids ‘at sea’ but showing it in very different ways.