Showing posts with label uncertainty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label uncertainty. Show all posts
Monday, November 27, 2017
Who buys the ferryman?
Everything was going to plan.
The suitcase was ready, the washbag packed, the papers checked, the boarding card downloaded.
I stepped across the thresh-hold and was hit by a gust of cold air.
The low-slung black-cab drew up, the boot opened...
I stepped down to sit on the leather seats and almost found myself sliding off onto the floor.
It was a new car.
The driver glanced back, checked the final instructions:
"Go to the end of the street, turn hard right, cross the main road, and then continue up there."
After passing the lights halting the absent dawn traffic we arrived in front of the gates.
We waited.
We waited.
We waited.
No colleague.
Telephone call.
"I am still in bed. I am really sorry. What do I do?"
"Try getting up and getting dressed." I offered helpfully...
All of this...this unexpected diversion, the emotion in the air, broke the scripted discourse.
Plan, phone, park, put bags in car, pointless pitiful...patter...paying...parting...(de)parture....
"It's cold, isn't it." "It's early, isn't it." "Can I have a receipt?" "Thanks." "Have a nice flight." "Bye."
I and Charon (let's call him that) were brought together.
We spoke of how paying passengers abused their roles.
Who buys the ferryman?
"It's cold, turn up the heater. It's too hot now, turn down the heater. Change the music. I hate music."
They would do well to wonder who the driver is.
They would do well to wonder who the driver might be for their last flight.
They might seek more humility.
"People don't understand the work of a taxi driver." he said.
"We are like psychologists." he said.
"People open up to us."
"People tell us all sorts of things."
We spoke of constraint and separation, of birth, life, and death.
We spoke of the desire of the young to depart the home, the desire of parents to maintain control beyond the door.
"I fell out with my parents," he said.
"I found myself sleeping for nights in my car...alone."
We spoke of these liminal spaces....grief...flight...birth...life...taxi rides.
Who pays the ferryman?
I thanked him for the moment that we had spent together.
We shook hands warmly.
There was a feeling of mutual respect.
He disappeared into the night.
Meanwhile, my colleague had arrived.
We spoke on the phone.
Her baggage was oversized for the cabin.
She was terribly apologetic.
They wouldn't let her onto the plane.
"There are a number of ways of seeing it." I said.
"You are upset that you missed the flight."
"If this plane falls out of the sky, you will evoke divine intervention."
I was caught between facile phrase and anxiety an instant.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
EclosureDisclosureEnclosure
“Sì perché l'autorità dell'opinione di mille nelle scienze non val per una scintilla di ragione di un solo, sì perché le presenti osservazioni spogliano d'autorità i decreti de' passati scrittori, i quali se vedute l'avessero, avrebbono diversamente determinato."
I have been reflecting on relationships between learning, power, wisdom, patronage, and education.
I observed a heated discussion on Twitter the other day between Matt Gold, Sean Michael Morris and Jesse Stommel. On the surface it concerned the question of sponsorship of an academic journal.
.@lnakamur @Jessifer Really? Please. Academic "journals" don't need, and shouldn't have, corporate sponsors.— Matt Gold (@mkgold) February 13, 2016
Disclosure
There seemed to be an argument going on about appropriate disclosure of funding sources.
.@slamteacher @Jessifer @lnakamur I fail to see how corporate sponsorship of @HybridPed is disclosed. Please: show me. Do contributors know?— Matt Gold (@mkgold) February 13, 2016
As a contributor to Hybrid Pedagogy, I confess that I didn't see any mention of sponsorship. I didn't expect any payment.
I don't feel sorry for myself contributing to Hybrid Pedagogy now that I know that they get money from Canvas. I hope that I might contribute in some way in the future.
.@slamteacher @Jessifer @jamesjbrownjr @lnakamur I have sympathy for them, because you have not disclosed the funding model of yr journal.— Matt Gold (@mkgold) February 13, 2016
I would like to reassure Matt Gold. He needs to have no sympathy for me.
If Canvas finances the journal, it certainly hasn't made me want to invest in an LMS...
(if I had the funds)
It appears, as far as I can see that Canvas does not have a great deal of influence over the editorial line of the journal...
The funding that I receive from the French State enables me to work pretty freely.
I am happy to work for a public university. I hope to use my voice to influence education.
I believe that it is very important to question what is considered 'standard academic practise'.
I was happy to read the second tweet here from Matt Gold.
.@allistelling @Jessifer @slamteacher And I truly, honestly, wholeheartedly believe academic journals need to move beyond standard practices— Matt Gold (@mkgold) February 13, 2016
Nothing that I have read or seen changes my support for the work of this journal...au contraire.
I have accepted money to write for a French educational magazine whose publisher is part of a group that produces text books.
I wrote articles which I was happy to write which question the standard practices of educational publishers.
When they asked me to write an article about a subject which I did not want to write about, I refused.
I have had no news since...
I would like to thank Matt Gold for asking Sean Michael Morris and Jesse Stommel questions about funding even if the dialogue at times went Twitter crazy.
I was pleased to read that Matt Gold apologised for going Twitter crazy.
.@Jessifer @slamteacher I have no wish to denigrate your work and realize that I did so. That was a mistake, and I am sorry.— Matt Gold (@mkgold) February 14, 2016
I was pleased to read the open letter which Sean Michael Morris wrote to clarify the issue of Hybrid Pedagogy's funding.
Open Letters https://t.co/YxHOq7Xgju— Hybrid Pedagogy (@HybridPed) February 13, 2016
Enclosure.
There are vital questions to be asked about academic freedom, funding, democracy and the role of education in society.
I agree with Matt Gold that we must challenge the role of corporate funding in academia. We need to extend these questions to education and government...indeed all aspect of our societies.
"It is the first responsibility of every citizen to question authority." Benjamin Franklin #moocmooc pic.twitter.com/YRpBKMSuf7— Simon Ensor (@sensor63) February 14, 2016
Google Scholar.
We need to deeply question the role of corporations in our relational/informational/attentional/reputational/educational environments/economies/lives.
Learning is not education.
School's out. pic.twitter.com/wlabSGayHg— Simon Ensor (@sensor63) February 14, 2016
The 'free market' is no guarantee of our freedom, of our lives.
Science offers no guarantee to our well-being.
League tables for schools and universities, results-based pay for teachers, publication-based pay for academics, PISA, Pearson, Elsevier, standards testing...how did that happen?
Who asked us for our opinions?
I would suggest that we need to be concerned...actively.
What is the difference today in a 'State-less' society between Corporations and Government?
What is justice if it can be bought?
Scholarship
Hybrid Pedagogy questions whose voices should be heard and what constitutes scholarship.
I am not sure that I would call myself a writer, an academic, a scholar, I suppose I can accept to be called a teacher.
What is a scholar anyway and who decides?
Shall I let Matt Gold decide?
So what the hell is scholarship anyway and who decides? @Jessifer @slamteacher @HybridPed https://t.co/marnbjiZMv pic.twitter.com/vcPvLaYwrK— Simon Ensor (@sensor63) February 14, 2016
The definition of scholarship seems to be open to negotiation.
I prefer to be called Simon anyway.
If that name gives me no authority to be curious and to be heard...why?
Wasn't that the idea of democracy?
Whose authority should we respect?
Learned enclosure.
I return to reflecting on learning, on scholarship.
I think of Galileo.
I suspect we respect his authority as a scholar today.
His ideas weren't always accepted by those 'in authority.'
He had a poor peer review by some...
I think of an ongoing discussion with Dave Cormier about knowledge being negotiable.
Let's remember that knowledge is only ever negotiable. There is not one truth.
There are powerful corporations who would like us to believe otherwise...
For in the sciences the authority of thousands of opinions is not worth as much as one tiny spark of reason in an individual man. Besides, the modern observations deprive all former writers of any authority, since if they had seen what we see, they would have judged as we judge.”
In 1632 Galileo published his Dialogues on the Two Chief Systems of the World and immediately found himself in trouble with the Catholic Church. Summoned to Rome by the Inquisition on September 23 1632, he was put on trial and following the verdict of the Inquisition was forced to renounce his beliefs in Copernican theory and the motion of the earth. The original verdict condemned him to life in prison, but was amended the following day to house arrest, a sentence that remained in force until his death. His book (Dialogues) was banned by the Catholic Church and only in the 1990s did the Church recant its condemnation of Galileo.
Certainty is absolutely terrifying...
Thank God we can laugh about it...about ourselves.
We can can't we?
Learning enclosure.
Who are we learning for? Whose patronage will we accept? How shall we judge them?
How shall we look on Leondardo da Vinci's terrifying military schemes?
Who are we learning for? Whose patronage will we accept? How shall we judge them?
How shall we look on Leondardo da Vinci's terrifying military schemes?
Leonardo da Vinci had a number of powerful patrons, including the King of France. He had, over the years, a large number of followers and pupils. His patrons included the Medici, Ludovico Sforza and Cesare Borgia, in whose service he spent the years 1502 and 1503, and King Francis I of France.
Love, faith, hope, charity.
How shall we judge our actions and those of others? Which patrons will we accept to deal with?
How shall we allow ourselves to be judged?
Is there any escape from 'our freedom'?
Thought for day. pic.twitter.com/DZ9giNd5LN— Simon Ensor (@sensor63) February 14, 2016
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Wednesday, April 15, 2015
No more package tours...
I knew that I was hungry.
It was recognisably a restaurant.
There were tables and chairs on the terrace. It looked picturesque.
I imagined a number of tasty meals that I might like to eat.
When I looked at the menu I suddenly had absolutely no idea what I should choose.
Even my friend's descriptions didn't really help much.
I would have to taste the food for myself.
In the end, I closed my eyes, circled my finger over the menu and chose a dish by random.
When it appeared (see photo above) it resembled nothing that I might have pictured.
I can't remember what it was called. I would have struggled (understatement) to pronounce its name.
I knew that Poland was to the east. I had no picture of what the country might look like.
I had no idea of its beauty. I had no idea of the friendliness and openness of the people.
I had no idea of its customs, its costumes, its music, its landscape.
I was heading out into the unknown.
I had never learnt very much about Poland at school. Why should I have done?
There were enormous photos boarding up windows of imposing buildings in some of the streets.
They marked houses where some people had lived before the war.
Walking here, under this sun, feeling this warmth, I imagined those people doing the same.
There were not many people about.
It was extraordinarily peaceful.
We drove out of the town, my Polish friend and I.
We hadn't even left the suburbs of Lublin when suddenly I was confronted by a sight that I had told myself I didn't want to see.
It was standing there, in a convenient location just after a Carrefour hypermarket.
I had never heard of Majdanek.
Dealing with uncertainty...
How does one deal with the unexpected?
If I am writing this now, it is because I am starting Dave Cormier's course 'Rhizomatic learning: A Practical view.'
He starts the course this week with the theme of 'learning subjectives'
"How do we design our own or others learning when we don’t know where we are going?
How does that free us up? What can we get done with subjectives that can’t be done with objectives?"
Package tours...
I think back to my teaching of English to students a few years ago.
We were using a course book, with clear 'teaching objectives'.
When I think about this word 'objective' now it makes me laugh.
It was one vision of what might have been 'the objectives', carefully explained in the teacher book.
The procedure was easy to teach.
The exercises were easy to mark.
It was easy for students to understand 'course requirements'. (that perhaps was 'the objective.')
What did this really have to do with learning a language?
There were postcard pictures in the course books of red buses, Big Ben, and the Houses of Parliament.
Kids would go to visit monuments on package tours.
What they got to see would of course depend on the number on their bus or the choice of tour guide.
You can imagine them excitedly chattering away in French in Trafalgar Square.
What did they really understand about these monuments?
Why were they looking at these buildings and not doing other things?
Why were they reading those texts and not doing other things?
Who decided that this was educational?
What did this really have to do with learning a language?
I asked myself a few questions...
How could I learn to teach differently if I was not connected differently?
How could you learn a language if you were not connected to people who you might want to communicate with?
I resolved myself to maximise possible connections for myself as a learner.
I resolved myself to maximise possible connections for the students as learners.
A few years later...
I found myself in Poland with my English teacher friend discussing how to connect trainee English teachers with French English learners.
None of that had been planned. It was not in any teacher's book. It grew out of connecting widely.
A group of Polish students came to stay with my students in France.
A group of French students are going to stay with their new friends in Poland.
They chose to do the trip. It wouldn't necessarily benefit everybody.
I don't believe in universal recipes for success.
It is not clear what they will learn.
I am sure that they will learn much more English than the kids on the package tour to London.
I think that is how I see my learning job:
asking critical questions.
enabling diverse activities in diverse spaces
enabling diverse connections in diverse spaces
enabling diverse engagement in diverse spaces
helping out when people are totally lost.
(I might add to this list...)
Back in France...
I am happy going out into the unknown, towards the unknowable again 'with' Dave Cormier.
I do believe that we have to reimagine what education means today in this world which has been technologically connected 'for us'.
Discourses are there to be deconstructed...
I ask myself questions...
Whose objectives do discourses of 'learning subjectives' benefit?
Might we be paralysed or consumed by 'abundance'?
How do we encourage or enable students to thrive in this world of what is termed 'abundance'?
Might informational abundance become educational poverty?
What do we mean by learning?
What do we mean by education?
What do we mean by success?
How can we assess success?
Who should assess success?
What sort of community do we want to live in?
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