Thursday, May 8th, 2008 10:39 pm
a lot to do and so much time to finish
To avoid my imminent meltdown in which I'm fairly sure
amireal is going to a place with Care Bear!Rodney and John Sheppard that my sanity cannot accept, let me tell you of my day.
School Part I: The Affair of the Camp Thing
See, there's this thing called "camping".
For those of you, like me, who hear the word and think "You mean a resort with only dial-up?", wow, no. Okay, insane, but--people go out into the woods and stay there. Seriously! So you can imagine my bewilderment when Child brought home a list of supplies required for this "camping" thing. There's no internet. And sit down--no TV. I'm flummoxed.
Sleeping Bag -- not just for parties! Who knew?
Flashlight -- for more than searching under the bed for that RAM you lost.
Towels -- ...woods don't have towels?
Fishing Pole -- apparently, you buy a metal stick that is--okay, just bear with me--has some sort of thread on it. To this thread you attach various plastic toys that come with it. No, wait. Then you put the toys in a body of water! And I don't mean a swimming pool. Crazy.
(Apparently this is where food comes from? Did anyone know about this? Is it hygenic? I heard legends of peoples who take their food from the wilderness.)
Then clothes, sheets (sheet? WTF?), pillow, hygiene supplies, a chair (chair!), camera (dispoable), a daypack (for--water and suchlike), water bottle (I see the sense in this, two came with the daypack), duffle bag, and various.
Suffice to say, not much of this was actually on hand; I hadn't gone shopping for Child's summer clothes yet, which means I had to buy them now along with everything else in the universe. And socks, because--well, the sock god is not kind at our house.
So basically, Target owes me a Christmas Card and a gift certificate or something. God. *blank*
School Part 2: International
This year, the school sponsored a trip for parents to Turkey. It was actually an amazing deal, to be honest. I mean, seriously so. I was mulling going next year and thinking about the Europe trip the seniors take and the fact that Child will need a new laptop in about a year or two for school. Part of this is parental spoiling, but also because every class he has requires a computer and the school computers are really, really good. Plus, they do both electronics and programming in junior high and the one he has now isn't going to hold up in two years from teh class schedule I looked at. Frankly, the one I got him won't do design easily and I spent two weeks with it before I got John II, so I know its limits.
However, the mulling shortened when Child mentioned that next year, the Turkish trip might be parent/child, and okay, that would be so cool! Since Child is taking Turkish, he can practice.
...I need three jobs, seriously.
I keep thinking how normal it is for him to have all these extracurricular intellectual activities; he and the other boys in his class have Monday math game meetings at their math teacher's house, which are basically pre-alg tutorials (the girls have it at a female teacher's house). They have afterschool Harmony Players as well (singing!) and festivals and it's just the coolest thing ever.
One of the things that's been--not bothering, but I'm mulling--is the separation of the boys and girls. Not as in, exclusion, but a separate and equal for extra-curricular stuff, not in the classrooms or during school activities. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it.
I think, from observation and talking with him, I'm feeling positive about it. I like it for a lot of reasons, and I'm comfortable with the fact this is a cultural restriction that Child understands that even though we don't share those restrictions, while going to school and accepting the hospitality of those who do practice it, he needs to observe it and respect it as well.
The top students in his class--in most classes--are girls, and I wonder if other than the cultural restrictions, the limited boy-only and girl-only work helps the girls be comfortable with their voices, since this age is when boys, as a rule, start getting louder in the classroom.
Not to mention the fact they're getting to the age of like-like and limited distraction sounds good to me. Half his teachers are women, including his science and his English, and I've brought it up with him to see how he feels about it. I can't fault the balance; the boys activities have an equivalent girl activity with a female teacher. It does make me wonder if I'd had that opportunity in school if it would have been beneficial.
It's odd, though. It *is* a different culture, or several since we have several untyped countries now residing (I seriously sat there fascinated while a group spoke a language I couldn't even reference by rhythm; I have a feeling this is the family from Africa (country untyped; Child never remembers), since I'd worked out Egypt, Turkey, and at least one Arabic speaking family (then again, they could have been speaking a dialect of Arabic, which was my first thought; it's not like I'd know by listening), that he deals with on a daily basis and seems to understand. At least, I haven't gotten any complaints about dramatic cultural clashes, and in this school, they are not shy about telling parents about unacceptable behavior.
I am looking forward to the festival coming up. One day I'd love to get a breakdown of the schools ethnic and race populations; from the parents I met, there's several recent-immigration or second-generation, which makes me curious. I kind of wonder if this is the other reason the school put uniforms in place as well.
I should join the PTO. They just scare me.
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School Part I: The Affair of the Camp Thing
See, there's this thing called "camping".
For those of you, like me, who hear the word and think "You mean a resort with only dial-up?", wow, no. Okay, insane, but--people go out into the woods and stay there. Seriously! So you can imagine my bewilderment when Child brought home a list of supplies required for this "camping" thing. There's no internet. And sit down--no TV. I'm flummoxed.
Sleeping Bag -- not just for parties! Who knew?
Flashlight -- for more than searching under the bed for that RAM you lost.
Towels -- ...woods don't have towels?
Fishing Pole -- apparently, you buy a metal stick that is--okay, just bear with me--has some sort of thread on it. To this thread you attach various plastic toys that come with it. No, wait. Then you put the toys in a body of water! And I don't mean a swimming pool. Crazy.
(Apparently this is where food comes from? Did anyone know about this? Is it hygenic? I heard legends of peoples who take their food from the wilderness.)
Then clothes, sheets (sheet? WTF?), pillow, hygiene supplies, a chair (chair!), camera (dispoable), a daypack (for--water and suchlike), water bottle (I see the sense in this, two came with the daypack), duffle bag, and various.
Suffice to say, not much of this was actually on hand; I hadn't gone shopping for Child's summer clothes yet, which means I had to buy them now along with everything else in the universe. And socks, because--well, the sock god is not kind at our house.
So basically, Target owes me a Christmas Card and a gift certificate or something. God. *blank*
School Part 2: International
This year, the school sponsored a trip for parents to Turkey. It was actually an amazing deal, to be honest. I mean, seriously so. I was mulling going next year and thinking about the Europe trip the seniors take and the fact that Child will need a new laptop in about a year or two for school. Part of this is parental spoiling, but also because every class he has requires a computer and the school computers are really, really good. Plus, they do both electronics and programming in junior high and the one he has now isn't going to hold up in two years from teh class schedule I looked at. Frankly, the one I got him won't do design easily and I spent two weeks with it before I got John II, so I know its limits.
However, the mulling shortened when Child mentioned that next year, the Turkish trip might be parent/child, and okay, that would be so cool! Since Child is taking Turkish, he can practice.
...I need three jobs, seriously.
I keep thinking how normal it is for him to have all these extracurricular intellectual activities; he and the other boys in his class have Monday math game meetings at their math teacher's house, which are basically pre-alg tutorials (the girls have it at a female teacher's house). They have afterschool Harmony Players as well (singing!) and festivals and it's just the coolest thing ever.
One of the things that's been--not bothering, but I'm mulling--is the separation of the boys and girls. Not as in, exclusion, but a separate and equal for extra-curricular stuff, not in the classrooms or during school activities. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it.
I think, from observation and talking with him, I'm feeling positive about it. I like it for a lot of reasons, and I'm comfortable with the fact this is a cultural restriction that Child understands that even though we don't share those restrictions, while going to school and accepting the hospitality of those who do practice it, he needs to observe it and respect it as well.
The top students in his class--in most classes--are girls, and I wonder if other than the cultural restrictions, the limited boy-only and girl-only work helps the girls be comfortable with their voices, since this age is when boys, as a rule, start getting louder in the classroom.
Not to mention the fact they're getting to the age of like-like and limited distraction sounds good to me. Half his teachers are women, including his science and his English, and I've brought it up with him to see how he feels about it. I can't fault the balance; the boys activities have an equivalent girl activity with a female teacher. It does make me wonder if I'd had that opportunity in school if it would have been beneficial.
It's odd, though. It *is* a different culture, or several since we have several untyped countries now residing (I seriously sat there fascinated while a group spoke a language I couldn't even reference by rhythm; I have a feeling this is the family from Africa (country untyped; Child never remembers), since I'd worked out Egypt, Turkey, and at least one Arabic speaking family (then again, they could have been speaking a dialect of Arabic, which was my first thought; it's not like I'd know by listening), that he deals with on a daily basis and seems to understand. At least, I haven't gotten any complaints about dramatic cultural clashes, and in this school, they are not shy about telling parents about unacceptable behavior.
I am looking forward to the festival coming up. One day I'd love to get a breakdown of the schools ethnic and race populations; from the parents I met, there's several recent-immigration or second-generation, which makes me curious. I kind of wonder if this is the other reason the school put uniforms in place as well.
I should join the PTO. They just scare me.
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From:The Arabic, however, sounded like I should have understood it, and it felt like my brain was going into aphasic shock or something that I couldn't comprehend it at all.
It was truly strange.
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From:My roommate in college did too, though not fluently (another friend spoke Cambodian, I think, so our rooms were never dominantly English speaking), but the Arabic always threw me. I guess because I'm *used* to hearing Spanish and understanding at least contextually and recognizing rhythm and words and that extneds to French et al, but Arabic was just not there. Whereas the Cambodian was *very* different in rhythm with pitch changes, so it didn't feel familiar at all.
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From:...wow.
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From:Fairly high, given that I've heard secondhand tales of SGA cast members being presented with My Little Pony analogs of their characters at a con in the past year. You know if that kind of effort is going into actually building the 3-D custom toys someone must have already drawn them mounting each other in a field and posted it somewhere.
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From:*totters and falls over*
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From:This was the same convention where people were inviting the VIP guests to the TMI-riffic panel discussion on slash fanfic.
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From:Yes yes yes. This is cited as one of the major benefits of single-sex educational environments. Boys also tend to get more attention from teachers; not necessarily due to bias, but because squeaky wheels get the grease. And once kids get into middle and high school and girls can feel increasing pressure to stay quiet or act dumb... I mean, girls can be vicious, but the absence of the kind of shaming that can happen to bright girls is hugely significant. It was the biggest difference I noticed in the actual classroom experience when I started at an all-girls high school.
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From:God. I need to ask for book references soon.
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From:YMMV. The situation at Child's school may be a bit different.
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From:I'm thinking among these girls--and from these families, from what I've observed, they take education seriously and finish grad school before settling down--he's going to have to adapt to them if he's interested in them. It's something that's occurring to me in terms of what his context for dating and relationships will be.
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From:Although, you know, hm. I do suspect smaller class sizes would also have a huge impact on how well girls do compared to boys. The smaller the class size, the less likely the teacher will neglect any student in favour of the squeaky wheels. And they can make sure to keep the girls involved and encourage them to find their voice without neglecting the boys if they're dealing with fewer students.
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From:My eldest son is 10 and was being bullied on the bus. My youngest was regaling us with the tale of how he stuck up for him, but "Hamzado" did the final smack down. We told him he must have been a really good friend. We were a bit surprised to find out he was a she. We were even more surprised to find out she wore the traditional hajib and dress.
Seems like a random story (and rambly), but what I was trying to say is that a) the girls are already learning to stand up and find their voices at a young age, and b) some things cross cultural lines (like the joy of taking a bully down).
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From:Re: noticing - Eldest has stopped covering his eyes while watching America's Next Top Model and started winking at girls when we go run errands (my partner is so proud). The fact this coinsided with his voice cracking for the first time has me dreading the future.
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From:A lot of people said to me that they wouldn't want to go to all-girls school because they would have problems making friends with men and dating and stuff, but to be honest, any problems that I've had with men and dating are because of the bullying and harassment from boys that I put up with BEFORE I went to all-girls school.
I've thought a lot about what same sex education means for girls, but I've never really thought about what it would mean for boys- it's interesting to see from your perspective!
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From:But the stuff about your kid's school sounds fantastic. Holy wow.
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From:The school Child goes to sounds flat-out amazing. I am... deeply impressed, actually, and perhaps even more so for your analysis of the girl/boy issues because yes, sometimes there does need to be a separation, sometimes we are two distinct entities and we don't get along all that well, and your school seems have found a fantastic balance of working through issues without -- hopefully -- creating more, or limiting others. It's incredible.
Also, Child is fantastic. As is his mother.
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From:Oddly enough, I was bulled *worse* at the all-girls school I went to one year than in any other school I attended. It was the only school I made an A in math for my entire high school career, though.
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From:I can only assume this is a horror story, which I have been led to believe is the main purpose behind a campfire anyway.
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From:When you first wrote about the after school stuff being separated I assumed it was because maybe it would look bad to have little girls at a man's house...
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From:We made our own fun. It was great.
Oh, and frequently the only flush toilets in the campground would be next to the office, which, for us, usually meant a half-mile walk or use the latrine and then walk the half-mile in pajamas to take a shower.
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From:Actual camping in the great outdoors and not a beautifully manicured and serviced campsite? Take some advice and pack him an actual roll of cheap toilet roll (not just some of those stupid hankies in a pocket pack) - there is never enough of the stuff. I guarantee your child be the most popular kid there *G*
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