![]() | You are viewing Log in Create a LiveJournal Account Learn more | Explore LJ: Life Entertainment Music Culture News & Politics Technology |
![]() | |
|
You are The High PriestessScience, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education. The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods. What Tarot Card are You? |
|
![]() | |||||
|
So, I'm back in Cali after way too long, having partaken of the revels and revelations of Burning Man. A week in Tahoe, followed by Lassen Volcanic and camping in the mountains near Mt. Shasta has reminded me how much I love the wild, high open spaces, and just how damn cold tent camping can be at altitude in september. The drive across the country was wonderful -- hours alone with my quirky sense of humor watching the landscape roll by, an opportunity to see what makes America tick, and (my opinion) makes America great -- rich land and a kickin' transportation network. Not that the transport network is necessarily sustainable, but it's pretty impressive. Burning Man was... indescribable -- you just have to experience it. But my favor part came after, when I got into Reno and realized I hadn't touched my wallet in a week, even though I had given and received countless gifts and experiences -- a whole different way of thinking about community and self-sufficiency. On the other hand, I was a wee bit overprepared -- anyone westcoastside need a couple of large tarps and a 7-gallon water jug? Have reached my limit of alone-time and am morphing back into a social creature -- probably headed to the Bay Area in about a week if anyone is up for fun or trouble... The potential is fabulous, and this time when I dive, it will be deep and sure.
|
|||||
![]() | |
|
Have had this on my mind for a while and just posted it as a comment on an NYTimes opinion piece (http://roomfordebate.blogs.nytimes.com/2
I am a high school math teacher. I have taught in "inner-city" NYC schools, and currently work in an affluent suburban district upstate. The school I where I now teach has its share of problems and problem students, but it also has systems in place to identify and assist them -- a major difference from my previous positions, where discipline was inconsistent and support services were inadequate or non-existent. However, the most frustrating thing to me in teaching is not the students or the administrators -- it is the fact that the high school mathematics curriculum in NYS has not had any sort of serious overhaul since my mother was attending school back in the 1950s (and NYS is typical of most of the rest of the country.) In a world where data analysis and statistics are increasingly important, and where entire fields of mathematics have arisen since the advent of machine computation, I am still expected to teach essentially the same content my mother studied, in the same sequence -- algebra, geometry, algebra 2 & trig, pre-calculus, and for the high-achieving, calculus. While some material has been added to the curriculum to reflect the availability of graphing calculators, as well as developments in probability and statistics, very little has been removed -- making for a crunched teaching time frame, and courses in which the bulk of the content bears little to no connection to the "real" world. Meanwhile, the daily headlines strongly suggest that very few Americans grasp the very real problem of compounding interest on debt, let alone basic budgeting. Please understand -- I am not for "dumbing-down" math. I feel very strongly that students need to learn and practice computation and algebraic skills until their use becomes rote. I don't want to make the curriculum "fun". However, it needs to be updated to reflect the very real changes in math in the past 100 years, and to be made more engaging based on the fact that the vast majority of students DO NOT go on to become mathematicians, theoretical physicists, or engineers, and the mathematical skill set required of even a well-educated citizen rarely includes Euclidean proof, polar coordinates, or any of the trigonometric functions (although the custodians in my building assure me they use the Pythagorean Theorem to square the door frames.) A few things I'd like to see gone: geometric proof as currently taught -- it bears little to no resemblance to the kinds of proofs real practicing mathematicians actually do, and it is so disconnected from physical reality as to be essentially useless; most of trigonometry -- we aren't building the pyramids anymore and proving trig. identities is so far removed from any viable application that it should be considered a form of performance art; the fracturing of topical material between algebra and algebra 2 -- with geometry sandwiched between these courses, half of the time in algebra 2 is dedicated to reteaching material students have forgotten. To replace the jettisoned material: data analysis, statistics, 2-D and 3-D modeling of information; business & economic applications of math (profit/ loss, exponential growth/ decay, budgeting); scientific & engineering uses and applications of math; discrete topics including election theory, fair division, matrices, graphs and graph theory; non-euclidean spaces; topology, maybe even some mathematical history. There is a core knowledge base of mathematics that every student should master (computation, algebraic representation and manipulation, geometric spaces and figures, problem-solving strategies, data analysis and argument/ proof), but reconsidering how this material is presented & sequenced, as well as which specific content belongs in the core, would go a long way toward making math a more accessible and enjoyable discipline for most students. In addition, acknowledging that there are relevant and interesting math topics/applications which fall outside the traditional "calc-or-bust" approach is an important step in re-engaging students who turn off to math when they cannot see how it relates to their own lives, other material they are learning, or the world around them. |
|
![]() | |
|
Spent most of my break week in Boston helping w/ N&K's little one, who is ADORABLE! Also exhausting. Don't think there are rugrats in my future. It was great to be out of the CNY gloom -- it snows in Boston, but when it's not snowing, sometimes the sun comes out. How bizarre! Also got a chance to grab dinner with Was planning to hit KiteStorm near Burlington, VT on the way back, but JT was up at the new house in Clayton helping Dad renovate, so I came back to the 'Cuse yesterday and headed up there this morning so we could take the kite out. We went out on French Creek Bay from the boat ramp by the boat museum -- it was very strange to literally be walking on water in a place I've only ever seen in the summer. The bay was frozen solid -- there were tire marks and several ice huts further out; one was flying a flag, which helped with judging wind speed and direction. JT practiced flying for a little while, then I strapped on skis and took some runs. We switched over to him, and after getting the hang of not drifting downwind, he really got moving (I should have let him go first, 'cause he definitely got the stronger wind!) I even got to use the new ice screw! We were out for a couple of hours, but he had to head back to Buffalo, so we ended the session. I wish we could have stayed out all day!!! On the way back, I checked out Chaumont Bay on Lake Ontario -- not any kiters out today, but the huge expanse of ice looks very promising. Also saw someone out on Oneida Lake on the way back, so I stopped and checked out the access at Oneida Shores -- it looks like an easy walk out and it's practically off the highway, so I may shoot up there afterschool sometime this week if the wind is good. Also discovered there is an Eclipse-sponsored event up there next weekend based in front of Borio's -- guess where I will be next Sat? In other news, I tracked down a cell phone to replace the one that was chewed up by a certain chocolate lab who shall remain nameless. However, I'm not crazy about it -- I hate the flip design and I keep accidentally hitting the speaker buttons -- and an am trying to buy the same phone that was destroyed on eBay. Wish me luck (I've already lost one auction!) |
|
![]() | |||||||
|
As in ski, as in high-performance, as in wide through the forefoot, narrow through the heel, and with an upper generous enough to encircle my calves-cum-tree trunks. They even match my skis!!! Oh, and they're fuzzy. Now, if it would just stop bloody raining for two full secs, so I could actually try them out... Am sick of teaching. It's fun while I'm doing it, but at the end of the day, there's no lasting satisfaction. Suggestions for my next career?
|
|||||||
![]() | |
|
So, I've discovered I love it -- the motion, the not overheating, the smell of the cold air, the calm along the canal (although I got a little freaked out by some guy crashing around in the bushes who appeared to be chasing either his girlfriend or his dog.) I do wish it got dark a little later -- today the dept meeting ran over and I didn't hit the path until "official" sunset time. Luckily there was light for a good 45 minutes, and a wee bit of snow to reflect it, as well as the canal itself. I'm a little uneasy running alone in the dark in such an isolated place, but I'd much rather do it there than on city streets; maybe I'll invest in some Mace. Probably not... Wegman's was closed when I went to get coffee this morning. Closed. Wegman's? I might have been less non-plussed if I had not just merrily slid my car across their skating rink of a parking lot -- still, I managed to survive most of the day without coffee (finally gave up and had a coke around 1pm) I hate how quickly i get hooked on caffeine, but that little extra boost when it's cold and dark helps SO MUCH! I'm still waiting on some decent snow, but at least it's gotten cold and it actually feels like winter -- the highish temps and all the green grass were really starting to freak me out. I've been knitting up a storm -- baby gift for a friend but it is definitely not going to be ready by the shower, so I decided to stop stressing over it. I'm feeling more settled since the whack upside the head from M. Maybe I will drink the Kool-Aid. After a long dry spell of few marriages/ chil'rens, I'm staring down two winter babies and three spring/ summer weddings. What's a girl to do when all she really wants is a good kite? Heading into my major social season -- will be running back and forth to major metros for the next month, not to mention trying to get in some early runs. Best way to keep out the Dark is to keep ducking and dodging and laughing and seeking out the Light. Light in a time of Darkness, |
|
![]() | |
|
After the frost, she finds cherry tomatoes still in the garden. Perfect yellow globes cling to drying vines, cold and almost solid to the touch. The windfalls from the apple and pear trees are bruised and treacherous underfoot; she eats half a golden delicious, then drops the the rest back on the ground. Next autumn, she will make pies and sauce from this bounty; for now, she pops the warmed tomatoes into her mouth, savoring this last hint of summer, while winter plays against her windburned cheeks. |
|
![]() | |
|
Sometimes you need to whack upside the head to remind you of who you used to be, before the world started slicing off little pieces. Thanks, Maggie! |
|
![]() | |||||||
|
Went hiking at Highland Forest on Sat, and finally started running again today at Green Lakes... The colors are stunning, a full range of reds and yellows with a fair bit of green still in evidence, and only a few trees with their leaves already down. The trail around the upper lake was especially nice today -- soft turf with a layer of newly fallen leaves. The whole way around, I could see the trees on the opposite side reflecting in the water. The state is replacing the bathhouse at the park and has torn down the old one -- weird to see it go, since I remember changing there when I was 5 or 6 for a quick swim on the way home in the summer. I love running places where I can see/ pass lots of people (best place ever is the Brooklyn Promenade), and it seemed like the whole world was out today for a last hurrah in the 60+ temps. I tightened down my sneakers and my foot seems happy -- only time will tell if I'm really healed... Have spent the weekend checking things off my to-do list: car inspected, new radio (since the CD player and the FM transmitter both died), more yarn purchases, cleaned out the closet, rearranged the apartment (good-bye dining table, hello desk!), and spent a lot of time just enjoying the peace and quiet. Feel like I'm finally in the place I've been chasing for forever, and it's weird to be content. Kind of a whole-life version of my first semester at JD, when I kept waiting for something to blow up and it never did -- the idea that I'm where I should be, without needing a hare-brained scheme about the what-next to prop me up, puts me a little on edge. Things I' m learning -- I can like, even love, my job without having it consume my life; there really is such a thing as too much yarn, ditto for clothing; sometimes it's nice to leave things unfinished; the moon is always beautiful (already knew that, but it needs reiterating); I am not my mother, and I cannot live out her dreams; it's hard to live away from the people you love; there is such a thing as too much chocolate, ditto caffeine, but you can never eat too many tomatoes. Sweating is fun, when done properly, and if you don't procrastinate, you have time to do the things you really want to do without feeling guilty about them.
|
|||||||
![]() | |
|
One of the great things about fall in CNY is that sometimes the sun goes away for a week. Then, just when you've resigned yourself to rain and gloom and rubber boots, it reappears, and the world is so much brighter than if you'd just seen it yesterday. That is all. |
|
![]() | |||||
|
So, this is the demographic my hyperactive brain pieced together as we were passing a red minivan today on I-81 south... managed to completely crack up the Moms. Picked up the load of Amish baskets and am hoping they sell well. Still working on getting over this icky headcold, and am really glad I only have to work one day before we have Tues off for Rosh Hoshanah. The trees are really turning up the color-volume in the north country, although not so much on the river itself (the water creates a warm micro-climate) or down in the 'cuse. Really pretty, but would be much cooler if I felt more like hiking and less like amputating the top part of my skull. Listened to the end of the debates on Friday and began wondering how many of the places/ people mentioned by the candidates could be contextualized/ located on a map by the average American... also had a discussion w/ Mom about whether Obama is intentionally downplaying his natural charisma, or is just more restrained than many recent presidential candidates. Considering what we got the last couple of time people went for flash over substance, I'll take low-flash. Got to check out the hose the 'rents are buying in Clayton -- lots of potential, decent-sized yard, right across the street from a coffee shop, and at least 4 types of fruit tree/ bush in the backyard. Way-yay! Must motivate to acquire groceries and do laundry.
|
|||||
![]() | |||||
|
Have given me the sniffles. Little punks! Am hopped up on alterna-therapies (OJ, echineacea) and some rockin' allergy meds (sorry, liver!) and hoping I don't have to call in to work tomorrow -- sub lesson plans are SUCH a bitch! Of course, it would help if I could get myself back on a regular sleep/ exercise cycle instead of napping when I get home and then staying up 'til all hours. Am still marveling at all the six-degrees lately... I think a guy I went to elementary school with is running for town council in the suburb where I teach... it scares/ excites me that people I grew up with are starting to move into "running the world" kind of positions, whether local or global. Must highly recommend Supercapitalism (check it out at: search.barnesandnoble.com/Supercapitalis As for "free" markets -- the competition within them and the barriers to entry should be free-ish, but the whole point of the market itself is that it should have rules of operation (regulation, anyone?). Saw the best bumper-sticker evah recently: Abolish Corporate Personhood. 'Nuff said.
|
|||||
![]() | |||||||
|
Went down to the city after work on Friday and hung with Ching, Glenn and Di for the weekend. Also reconnected with my friend Zinaria, who I have not seen in (literally) 16 years! OMG! Hit the greenmarket, grabbed a nap (massive caffeine withdrawal), then had fab sushi at Fu's in the east village (he's a friend of Ching's from way back who just opened the restaurant). Wanted to start a brawl with a paparazzo, but was restrained by my girlz. On Sunday morning, heard the first-hand story of F's proposal to Cat over dim sum at Golden Bridge. Plus, the weather was gorgeous, and there was minimal traffic both ways on the drive. Woke up with a post-weekend smile on my face even though it was goddawful early and I had left a mad large stack of quizzes ungraded that I'm promised to return to my kids today. Whatevah, little punks! Today, ran into someone I went ot summer camp with at the Obama campaign HQ, as well as the father of one of my middle school classmates. I feel like I'm in some sort of weirdo wormhole complex where everything is spiralling in toward a center, but in truly unexpected ways. Must go upload pix to facebook.
|
|||||||
![]() | |||||
|
So, I'm currently missing the pep rally/ bonfire at school... was planning to put in an appearance, but then the computer decided to crash for 20 minutes straight (if anything could drive someone to Linux, it's Windows Vista!) so I kinda got derailed. Was dragged to an Obama campaign meeting last night by Mom, who complained that they weren't very organized. Those of you who know my mother will understand. Of course, it isn't Mom who got volunteered to man the phones one evening a week... Ran into a high school classmate last week in Wegmans; funny how you can feel so close to someone you haven't seen in 15 years (plus her daughter is way adorable!) My brother had his apartment broken into last weekend, and keys, phone, and car stolen. Interestingly, all but the Sirius radio from the car have been recovered (note -- if you ever misplace a car, get someone with access to the police database to run the tags for recent parking tickets). Some of us think the Yar may be cursed, but he claims it ain't so... And my parents have decided to retire to (drum roll) Clayton, NY, which is: further north than Syracuse, colder than Syracuse, and probably snowier than Syracuse. The uncle who told me I was lucky I only got half the crazy genes clearly gave my father's side of the family way too much credit. Have been on a major knitting kick; here's bag that set it off: Friendly warning -- expect homemade Christmas presents. If you haven't registered to vote, do it NOW!!! (and vote for Obama!!!)
|
|||||
![]() | |||||
|
No more summer! Waah! Work tomorrow! Double Waah! Fab weekend at the river -- JT came up and we took the boat out all three days. The water was as close as it gets to really warm and the sky was mad blue most of the time, although I was awakened at 7am today by a freighter in a fogbank. Gotta luv it! Went drifting on Sat & Sun, then actually checked in Mon; wandered around Gananaque w/ the fam, then stopped at Beau Rivage on the way home (haven't been there in about 15 years...) Have found unanimous (sp?) agreement among Americans and Canadians that the whole "can't anchor if you haven't checked in" thing is total crap (as is the new law that you can't drink on a boat in Canada that moored unless it has a kitchen and a bathroom -- apparently they can take your driver's license (although cross-border enforcement seems like it would be a bitch...) And, of course, life wouldn't be complete without a gorgeous island sunset: Oh, and thanks to the efforts of
|
|||||
![]() | |
|
So, I survived the bi-national 2-day kayak trip... went w/ C and L (mom busted up her wrist and couldn't paddle). Had to haul butt to Rockport against the wind, where we found the customs dock has been condemned... so we ducked into a local marina and C called in to Canadian customs to report our arrival, which was fine until they asked for our boat number and we told them we did have one... which occasioned being put on hold, but they finally let us into the country. Weather was decent and we got one of the two campsites on Georgina Island (part of the National Park), then got the tents up and played around in the currents behind Georgina for a few hours. Hid out during a rainstorm, then went for a hike around the island (which ended in the dark -- C was not pleased!) Met some sailors from Picton who told us about Nexus cards, which are a truly fab thing for those who spend time within a few miles of the border -- half the states in america already have my fingerprints, now the feds want a retinal scan... |
|
![]() | |
|
Last night I went to sleep in my tent in the Delaware Water Gap in the pouring rain. Pouring, as in torrential, as in the kind that actually throws soil in the air when it hits. Needless to say, things were a bit of a mess this morning. Packed up what I could without making a total wreck of the car, dropped J at the train station in Port Jervis, and headed home via the Upper Delaware. Made it back in a timely 3:15, stopped at the sporting goods store to buy another tankini since the first one held up so well during kayaking, and then remembered the wet tents... wee bit of a problem when one has a beautiful apartment with no attached outdoor space. Which is how I wound up sitting on the front lawn of my (HS) alma mater surrounded by drying sports equipment... Also hiked up to the AT via a path that could only be described as brutal, both up and down. And the real bitch was that you can't swim in the pond at the top because it's one of the natural wonders of New Jersey.... NJ? And yet, loved it! Note to self -- must spend even more time playing outside... if only I could find a career that allowed me to do this all the time (without forcing me to subsist on Ramen and store-brand pasta sauce). |
|
![]() | |||||
|
Except for backing up my files off the server and a few random emails to return, the year is OVAH!!! And I managed to not pull my usual 13-hour day, living on coffee and Haagen-Daaz, completely irrational end-of-the-year thing. Double-yay! Now I have some time to reflect & prep for next year, and start my grassroots campaign to completely overhaul the American mathematics curriculum. Down with proofs, down with trig, up with stats and with testing MATH instead of reading. The new integrated algebra exam was, ahem, a/n (insert creative curse of your choice) joke! Not to mention, there was an error in the scoring rubric, which was also so vague on a number of questions that it became very much a judgment call on the part of the teachers scoring them. And then there was the scaling -- a kid who earned 30 out of 87 possible points received an official score of 65. You do the math, 'cause the state sure can't... and then there was the issue of UPSing all the raw-scored exams to Iowa City, oh, wait, no -- Texas -- Iowa City's underwater. Does the state NOT own a bubble-scanner? Maybe they should talk to some of the Living Environment/ Biology teachers about how moving physical crap around in planes and trucks contributes to carbon in the atmosphere, acid rain, etc? And don't even get me started on the Math B... I can tell you why American kids hate math (or at least the ones in NYS), and it doesn't have a damn thing to do with them being dumb, or the subject matter itself being too hard. Hello, relevance? Also went to an IJC meeting last night in oswego regarding changing the Lake Ontario/ St. Lawrence River water management plan because the original plan, as adopted, appears to have led to a 50% decrease in wetlands in the affected area of the lake-river system. And there were a whole bunch of people there who knowingly developed property on eroding sites (the south shore of Lake Ontario is subsiding, while the north shore is growing, and the east shore is made up of a highly unstable barrier-beach/ dune system) and now expect the IJC to continue to maintain water levels that are damaging to the ecosystems along the lake and river in order to protect their "investments" -- investments they probably should not have made in the first place, even with the stabilization (since 1958) of natural water level fluctuations provided by the Moses-Saunders dam. I can understand that there are a fair number of people who seek to personally lose money, but if we trash the ecosystem, it will undermine the living many of them make from tourism and natural recreation, as well as potentially costing a fortune to treat water that is drawn from the lake-river system by thousands of communities along its shoreline. Someone is going to get hurt -- if they stick with the old plan, it's the environment, which will eventually find a not-so-pretty way to wreak its revenge; if its people & businesses, they're going to suffer economically. And the reality is that everywhere in the country "we" have screwed with river systems, we've made a big mess that in come cases just is flat-out not fixable: the Colorado river, the Columbia, and the Mississippi (you thought New Orleans was bad, wait until the Mississippi finally decides to meander back to the course it wanted to move to fifty years ago). Someone misspoke last night and referred to the Army Corpse of Engineers -- they do seem to be leaving a trail of dead rivers in their wake. The reality is, if you love a place, you have to love it in all its moods -- when the water levels are so high they destroy your dock and flood your house, and when they're so low they leave your boat stranded in a morass of mud. And you also have to accept that certain places should never have been developed in the first place and need to be "retired" from commercial and residential use -- because if you build atop an eroding bluff, eventually whatever you've erected is going to fall down the cliff, and if you build your docks/ marina/ breakwater within the narrow framework of "regulated" water levels, you leave yourself open to damage should the "regulation" fail -- if you build to the historic levels over a hundred-year period, you'll be in a lot better shape. I think the IJC should adopt one of the plans (my preference is for B+) that prioritizes environmental health over economic gain. However, they should also look into helping property owners on the south shore and in other affected areas either upgrade their properties or (ideally) retire those most vulnerable to flooding and erosion. Maybe they can use some of the projected (under the environmental plans) profit increases from hydroelectric power generation to offset them. Anyway, it was frustrating, and I know whatever the IJC adopts will wind up pleasing almost no one...
|
|||||
![]() | |
|
Screw snow days -- we need heat days. As in, it's too G-damn hot to teach and we should adjourn to the mall (AC) or the beach because no one can learn anything when they are a pool of goo by the end of second period. Let alone, teach. We appointed a designated whiner in each class whose job was to announce loudly and obnoxiously, every 10 minutes or so, just how hot and miserable it was. This helped keep my nerves under pseudo-control so I didn't beat the 15th kid who walked into my room and complained about the heat. On the upside, after I plotted to get my 6th-period class into one of the two air-conditioned areas of the school, the power went out. Our own little rolling blackout. Joy, joy, joy. At least I didn't have to do the Algebra II review session I had scheduled. Went hiking yesterday at highland forest right after a thunderstorm. It was like being in a rainforest -- damp, sticky, and by the end I had no idea what was rain vs. sweat vs. condensation from the humidity. And I enjoyed it... bizarre! Running is on the back burner until the temperature dips below 70 for more than two hours of the day, which is okay since the heat has killed my appetite and I'm living on frozen juice bars and iced coffee. On the plus side, my apartment has AC and I'm not afraid to use it. Have been in a trouble-making mood for the last week, the kind when you want to go prowling, find a cute boy/man, club him over the head, and drag him back to your cave, or just dance for 6 hours straight, or climb straight up a cliff, then jump off, just because you can. I fear for myself when I get this way -- it's like I have so much lust for life that I'm afraid channeling it is going to hurt me or someone else. |
|
![]() | |
|
So, I usually love thunder and lightning. It was fine the first time last night, around 1am -- some rumbling, some flashing, a little rain. The repeat at 4am when the storm was directly overhead for 15 minutes and I couldn't get back to sleep -- not so much! Plus, today was about 90 degrees and my classroom is one of the hottest in the building during 6th period. Going to find a cool lake to jump in. |
|
