Last week, Queensland's premier, Campbell Newman, cut two state-funded school music programmes, Fanfare and MOST. The reason given was financial. I'm not disputing the need for a balanced budget, but taking away benefits from children, who are unable to vote, is not on my Good Things To Do list. When I wrote about the movie Hugo earlier there was mention of the importance of these programmes: without dreams, we have no vision; without vision, we have no future.
I know I am biased when it comes to music, but there is so much evidence supporting its benefits in brain development. And we keep those benefits throughout life. Without presenting a scientific paper on it (that's not what this post is about, after all), my top reason why music should be important in education is that the corpus callosum (the bit that connects the 2 hemispheres of the brain) is larger in musicians compared to non-musicians. And all that left-brain/right-brain connectivity leads to better students overall.
Every student I have had participate in Fanfare has really enjoyed it. They have a common goal as an ensemble, their performance skills improve, their musical skills improve, and they really have fun. MOST students get such a buzz out of being involved. It doesn't matter where you are from in Queensland, if your school has music, you can be a part of it. Inclusion is important.
I discovered during the week that not everyone knows about the Save Fanfare and MOST campaign. Even my grade 12 students were keen to do something, even though they've had this benefit throughout their schooling. Today, then, I sent an email to the parents of students (and to the adult students I teach) with information about what they can do: a link to the e-petition; and the premier's email address for those who wanted to write to him. Hopefully the upcoming Fanfare concert will not be the last.
Today's photo:
I am amazed by tomato plants. I sowed some seeds ages ago, didn't see anything for a very long time, and then suddenly, that green thing turned out to smell like fresh tomatoes. Unfortunately, that was eventually investigated a little too thoroughly by the dog, and was then part of an unexpected cull. After I had to farewell my favourite gardenia plant, I then noticed familiar leaves growing... and I have another tomato plant. Yippee! During the week I spotted those sweet yellow flowers, and this morning I took advantage of what sunlight I could as it was glinting off those hairy stalks.
If You Always Do What You've Always Done...Then You'll Always Get What You Always Got
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Friday, 27 July 2012
Friday, 11 May 2012
Movie #14 - The Last Mimzy
I actually watched The Last Mimzy last Friday, but things kept happening - so here we are, a week later... This is another on loan from Sam, and I wasn't really geared up to watch it. I was told it was kind of a kids' movie, but not really, and science fiction. All of those things are true - the main characters are kids, but there is some slightly scary stuff that I wouldn't necessarily show to young people. That said, probably kids in late primary school and up would cope. Young people today seem to do better with scary things.
Sometimes, when I watch a movie, life just throws it all at me at once. The essence I gleaned from this movie was that the world is a wondrous place, but older people are far less adept at seeing this. Well, that was the main point. The second, equally important, point, was that younger people can only find the wonder in the world if they can experience the world.
When the kids are at home, the older boy is a typical older brother. He is in middle school, about 13, and is bursting the bubbles of his little sister (the burger you're eating used to be a cow, that sort of thing). He spends a lot of time playing with electronic devices and only a little time communicating with people, and is not doing very well at school. As soon as they are away at the beach, he turns into the sort of older brother that girls with no brothers imagine are the norm: he wades into freezing water to investigate things, he does all the scary stuff, he protects his little sister, and is a comrade instead of a competitor. And he starts looking more closely at things, as his sister does all the time because she is still very much a child. And these children, with the aid of these found objects (from the future), start to see and experience the world and all its wonder. Not only that, but when they return from the beach, that wonder and insight remains (which leads to the FBI thinking they're terrorists... I won't go into that here...). Moreover, because the boy has taken the time to investigate the minute workings of his surroundings, he does a fabulous science project.
So, 2 things. 1 - This term I've started teaching a few new kids, 2 of whom are in grade 2. Both of them are delightful. Bright sparks, enthusiastic, and interested in the world. One of them was fairly silent in the first lesson but since then has talked and asked questions almost non-stop. As we were going back to class on Thursday we were walking up steps with the sun behind us, so we could see our shadows in front of us. She was so excited! Not only could we see ourselves on the ground, but we could see ourselves moving and changing shape as we walked up the steps. I won't give you all the examples of the wonder with which these girls see the world, but it makes my heart smile.
2 - This is, again, Idiocracy. Without children seeing the wonder in the world, how will they ever be captured by anything in the world? And if they're never captured by anything in the world, how will they ever learn about anything in the world? And if they never learn anything about the world, what will stop them thinking it's a good idea to water crops with Gatorade? When they are told that this is how things are... well. If they are told without finding out for themselves, then where's the interest? Remembering stuff is different from finding out stuff. You might be told that spiders respond to different frequencies, but if you actually watch a spider building its web (which is fascinating in itself), and then manipulate it by producing different frequencies, then that's something else entirely. (This is, incidentally, the basis of Kodaly music teaching - letting the students discover new elements themselves).
All this reminds me of brains. There is some talk of this in the movie, too - how our brains change and develop as we grow. (Again, this was touched upon at summer school). The very young have brains with no clear roads, but as we grow and learn, we wear roads into the wiring of our brains. Some of this is a good thing, like how to feed yourself without pushing a fork through your eye. Or, plants need water to grow. Some of this is limiting though, like thinking that when you draw, the sky must always be blue. Like the message proclaimed by Beethoven (in Copying Beethoven) when we follow the rules life stays the same. But to grow, and to create, and to experience, we do better to forget the rules, forget the wiring of our brains. Pretend we are astronauts, or that parallel 5ths are acceptable when writing 4-part harmony. This whole brain thing is yet another reason to keep learning things as we get older. So often I meet another adult, who asks what I do, then responds with "I always wanted to learn the violin". It's never too late. I've even taught an 84-yr-old arthritis sufferer. When I start something new my brain loves me. My most recent new learning thing is Spanish, and not only can I feel my brain enjoying learning new pathways, the learning of new things is expanding the old knowledge (mostly because the romance languages are essentially different dialects of the same language, but still!).
One other thing about this movie. One of the lines near the end (when the future world has been saved by the young girl's tears - pure and innocent) - "our precious quality of humanity had been switched off" - really struck me. So often, this is all too apparent. Our society is turning far more introverted, looking to the self instead of to the community, and it's costing us. This is not our natural state of being. Communication and caring for others, and learning new things, and being open to the wonder of the world are all vital parts of being human. I will no longer apologise for behaving like a kid.
Sometimes, when I watch a movie, life just throws it all at me at once. The essence I gleaned from this movie was that the world is a wondrous place, but older people are far less adept at seeing this. Well, that was the main point. The second, equally important, point, was that younger people can only find the wonder in the world if they can experience the world.
When the kids are at home, the older boy is a typical older brother. He is in middle school, about 13, and is bursting the bubbles of his little sister (the burger you're eating used to be a cow, that sort of thing). He spends a lot of time playing with electronic devices and only a little time communicating with people, and is not doing very well at school. As soon as they are away at the beach, he turns into the sort of older brother that girls with no brothers imagine are the norm: he wades into freezing water to investigate things, he does all the scary stuff, he protects his little sister, and is a comrade instead of a competitor. And he starts looking more closely at things, as his sister does all the time because she is still very much a child. And these children, with the aid of these found objects (from the future), start to see and experience the world and all its wonder. Not only that, but when they return from the beach, that wonder and insight remains (which leads to the FBI thinking they're terrorists... I won't go into that here...). Moreover, because the boy has taken the time to investigate the minute workings of his surroundings, he does a fabulous science project.
So, 2 things. 1 - This term I've started teaching a few new kids, 2 of whom are in grade 2. Both of them are delightful. Bright sparks, enthusiastic, and interested in the world. One of them was fairly silent in the first lesson but since then has talked and asked questions almost non-stop. As we were going back to class on Thursday we were walking up steps with the sun behind us, so we could see our shadows in front of us. She was so excited! Not only could we see ourselves on the ground, but we could see ourselves moving and changing shape as we walked up the steps. I won't give you all the examples of the wonder with which these girls see the world, but it makes my heart smile.
2 - This is, again, Idiocracy. Without children seeing the wonder in the world, how will they ever be captured by anything in the world? And if they're never captured by anything in the world, how will they ever learn about anything in the world? And if they never learn anything about the world, what will stop them thinking it's a good idea to water crops with Gatorade? When they are told that this is how things are... well. If they are told without finding out for themselves, then where's the interest? Remembering stuff is different from finding out stuff. You might be told that spiders respond to different frequencies, but if you actually watch a spider building its web (which is fascinating in itself), and then manipulate it by producing different frequencies, then that's something else entirely. (This is, incidentally, the basis of Kodaly music teaching - letting the students discover new elements themselves).
All this reminds me of brains. There is some talk of this in the movie, too - how our brains change and develop as we grow. (Again, this was touched upon at summer school). The very young have brains with no clear roads, but as we grow and learn, we wear roads into the wiring of our brains. Some of this is a good thing, like how to feed yourself without pushing a fork through your eye. Or, plants need water to grow. Some of this is limiting though, like thinking that when you draw, the sky must always be blue. Like the message proclaimed by Beethoven (in Copying Beethoven) when we follow the rules life stays the same. But to grow, and to create, and to experience, we do better to forget the rules, forget the wiring of our brains. Pretend we are astronauts, or that parallel 5ths are acceptable when writing 4-part harmony. This whole brain thing is yet another reason to keep learning things as we get older. So often I meet another adult, who asks what I do, then responds with "I always wanted to learn the violin". It's never too late. I've even taught an 84-yr-old arthritis sufferer. When I start something new my brain loves me. My most recent new learning thing is Spanish, and not only can I feel my brain enjoying learning new pathways, the learning of new things is expanding the old knowledge (mostly because the romance languages are essentially different dialects of the same language, but still!).
One other thing about this movie. One of the lines near the end (when the future world has been saved by the young girl's tears - pure and innocent) - "our precious quality of humanity had been switched off" - really struck me. So often, this is all too apparent. Our society is turning far more introverted, looking to the self instead of to the community, and it's costing us. This is not our natural state of being. Communication and caring for others, and learning new things, and being open to the wonder of the world are all vital parts of being human. I will no longer apologise for behaving like a kid.
Thursday, 22 March 2012
Best Foot Forward
I remember hearing the phrase "put your best foot forward" when I was a child, and asking an older brother, "But which one is my best?" Apparently, your right foot is your best foot. At least if you're right-handed. I don't know if this is because we live in a right-handed world, or if there is in fact some reason for our right foot to be our best foot. Even though I'm right-handed, I feel left sided for everything else. Especially in the feet.
For a long time, I have started off on my left foot. This goes for stairs, kerbs, lunges... (which is fine for even-numbered workouts, not so great for odd numbers!). Knowing this often looks really weird when you have to take a teensy step not to use the right, I bow to my desire to at least appear normal, and can use either foot. The right often results in a mental face screw-up, though, but the more I do it the less it bothers me. I'm still quite conscious of it though.
Now for the Change bit for today. Every time I start running, it's starting on the left. Every time. For the last few runs, I've been thinking I should try starting on my right foot. I didn't think this would be so hard, but it is. I couldn't do this spontaneously. My brain kept thinking it over, how I would actually manage to get my right foot to be the take-off foot. I started having flash-backs to age 4 and ballet (note: I didn't continue ballet).
Tonight, I was having second thoughts about running (it was raining). But I decided to just do it - I've discovered it's much nicer, in some ways, to run in the rain. Once I was in my running gear my brain kept on thinking about this right-footed thing. Not wanting to totally embarrass myself in my street, I had a couple of little practices in the hallway.
Running is a mental thing for me. Tonight, it was super-mental. Every time I was about to run (I have 3 or 4 walking bits), I had to remember how to start on the right foot. I'm sure I must have had a weird expression every time. This was not a great run. I'm not sure if it was actually from the right-footed running, or if I was just a bit tired or hungry or under-hydrated... I will be trying to do this more often, but more so that I know that I can do it.
For a long time, I have started off on my left foot. This goes for stairs, kerbs, lunges... (which is fine for even-numbered workouts, not so great for odd numbers!). Knowing this often looks really weird when you have to take a teensy step not to use the right, I bow to my desire to at least appear normal, and can use either foot. The right often results in a mental face screw-up, though, but the more I do it the less it bothers me. I'm still quite conscious of it though.
Now for the Change bit for today. Every time I start running, it's starting on the left. Every time. For the last few runs, I've been thinking I should try starting on my right foot. I didn't think this would be so hard, but it is. I couldn't do this spontaneously. My brain kept thinking it over, how I would actually manage to get my right foot to be the take-off foot. I started having flash-backs to age 4 and ballet (note: I didn't continue ballet).
Tonight, I was having second thoughts about running (it was raining). But I decided to just do it - I've discovered it's much nicer, in some ways, to run in the rain. Once I was in my running gear my brain kept on thinking about this right-footed thing. Not wanting to totally embarrass myself in my street, I had a couple of little practices in the hallway.
Running is a mental thing for me. Tonight, it was super-mental. Every time I was about to run (I have 3 or 4 walking bits), I had to remember how to start on the right foot. I'm sure I must have had a weird expression every time. This was not a great run. I'm not sure if it was actually from the right-footed running, or if I was just a bit tired or hungry or under-hydrated... I will be trying to do this more often, but more so that I know that I can do it.
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