What did I learn today?

Conceptual thinking : classical conditioning :  behavioural modifications ....

Closed vs open ended questions.... or "Guess what is in my mind questions...."

Mmm

Reflection. ...
Not all days are "woop woop good",  but that does not mean it was a bad day.

Stuggeling with a problem brings a greater reward when you succeed and often better recall.

And you will succeed.... cause it's not that hard.

Just breathe

Focuss

Work hard

Rest

And if you don't no - find out

#pgcemix I want to learn...

I want to learn how to conduct an interview with a public figure and write it as an article.

This is something I wanted to do for a while and this assignment is my opportunity to "get on with it".

Let me start with a strategy:

• Google, read and set up some questions.
• Do some interviews to practice and gain some experience. I will need some guinea pigs.  (Surely among my class I there will be some bribe-able candidates.)
• Next I will also visit the journalistic department and see if I can glean from them.
• Then, if I am brave enough, I will seek out a public figure or two to interview.

Sounds like a plan to me.

I recall...

I recall my first semester exam in first year at US.
In total panick I phone mom (still using a ticky box) and well she reads between the lines and realise I was not doing well at all.  My predicates were all 40, 40... and my mind was saying ..."on half the work you only scored 40, how are you going to get 60 on double the volume work..?!" 

The more I procrasternate the worse it gets.  So I eventually get to ABC (apply bottom to chair) and just as I get into a work flow... Mom shows up.  She drove through from home  30 minutes to come and see me in my hostel.   "Let's go for ice cream" was her solution.

I passed that semester by the skin of my teeth. ("My basvelle het agter gebly." )

The following exams and years went better.   I even continued to do Honours.

I'll get through this too - Just wish Mom was here to .... love me.

Pressure and procrasternate.

Looking at my homework and trying to decide what to start with, where to begin ...feelings flood over me.  Emotions, no more specificly, fearful feelings, feelings I have not felt since my first year varsity in 19**.
Overwhelmed, a mountain of work... but I have to balance the old and the new.
FOCUS!!!!
But the pressure has pushed me into overrdrive and instead I procrasternate a little bit more and write.

(Continued ..."I recall"...)

What is Digital Pedagogy?

Art, Education, Learning, Caring, Insight, Skills, Knowledge, Choice, Digital

YOU DECIDE - WHAT HOW WHERE AND WHEN.

All you know is what you see

All you know is what you see - until you start too ask questions.
But what will you ask?

How are you?
What's up dude?
Or even
What is your name?
(And if you are like me you forget that name faster than it was said!)

We are stuck to know only what we see, until we ask?

I would like to ask - "What makes you tick?", but generally people don't know how to respond to that.
So instead I'll ask "  " and they say " " and so on untill hopefully I get to a bit of insight as to who this person really is or would like me to believe they are cause we all play a masking game of sorts. 

So untill I ask the right question you only say what you think I want too hear or what you think I can handle.

Don't you?

I know I do.

Back to the future

Sometimes we need to take a few steps back before we can move forward.  Get a little perspective on things.  In other cases it's not just a few steps, but what may feel like a mile or more.
Coming back to university after a 20 year gap really feels like moving back in time.  Some things just do not change...students are students...and the student cafeteria is a noisy place.  (Am I moving back as person, falling behind in the plan?) In sharp contrast so much did change, in the environment and in me. 

The future is all around me, and so is the past. I reach towards the future amidst flashbacks from the past. Will I shake the shackles off or will the flood of memories drown me and pull me back ... and back wards?

NO! The future sparkles with newness, excitement and hope....
I guess I've made my choice.

Pieces of me

A piece here a piece there.   Like a puzzle I hope that they all fit together.  

Sometimes these pieces accentuate and enhance each other.  Sometimes I just don't know where some pieces fit.  BUT the hardest of all is when two pieces seem to shout against each other.  No matter how much I try I cannot seem to understand how they can be part of one me.  In pure desperation I try to make them fit.  Hide them or chisel parts away. 

Yes I do confess at times I HATE some of these pieces and we all know that hate is a very negative emotion and hating myself (even if its just a piece) is just simply destructive.

Do you love you?  All of you?

Well, thing is, sometimes when I let a piece allone for a while I suddenly see its true colour.  Then it falls into its place effortlessly.  And sometimes I turn that piece over and see that it does not carry the stamp of authenticity- and I can toss it! To the bin- it never was a part of me.

Either way - peace and love restored!

Do you see me?

Do you see me? Where I clean the bathrooms or remove the rubbish.  As I hand you your change from behind the cash register do you notice my polite smile.  Or does your world only exist of you?

Ah don't think I'm accusing you. I sometimes do it too. Mindless paying no attention to the people around me.

Just think about it a little, how many "invisible" people are there in your world.   Doing things behind the scenes in order for you to enjoy the life you live. Take a minute and make a list. 

Then say "Thank you"

Do you dare to look?

When you look in the mirror what do you see?

Do you dare to look at your reflection?  Not just the outward appearance the physical "flaws".  Are your eyes to close together or your nose too big?  To see yourself you have to look past the make up and the hairdo.  You have to dare to look at you and see.  See all of you the good and the bad.

Dare to look - but remember to take off the glasses you have been wearing all your life.

When you look in the mirror what do you see?

Home Ground

Where do you come from?  And where are you going...?

Do you know who you are?  Do you know who or what you want to be?

Do you know your areas of gifting, your talents and abilities?
Do you know your weaknesses and values?
What makes you angry?
What makes you late?
What makes you laugh out loud and what makes you cry?

If you don't know who you are, how do you expect to even start  getting to know me?