Wednesday 9 February 2011

"School kills creativity": English gentleman calling for edu reform

"School kills creativity": in the words of an older white male, an academic professor and a British "Sir" on top of that, Sir Ken Robinson - unmissable.;)

My wonderful sister Marianka has sent me a link to this video. I find it funny and inspiring, though it left me with a tinge of darkish reflections (which have been in me for a while, Ken Robinson's speech just gave them an occasion to sprout), for instance, how I myself have been affected by the educational system.


Some of my favourite quotes from the speech:

Education takes us into the future we cannot grasp. The kids being educated now will retire in 2067.

Creativity now is as important in education as literacy, and we should treat it with the same status.


Kids are not afraid to be wrong. If you are not prepared to be wrong, you'll never come up with something original. And by the time they are being adults, most kids have lost that capacity.


(University professors) look upon their body as a form of transport for their heads! 

(Ningasuitok and Marianka - what do say to this one?:) :) ) 

THE LINK:
http://www.ted.com/talks/ken_robinson_says_schools_kill_creativity.html

Please have a look and share some thoughts - do you think school has to be this way? Do you feel your creativity has sufferred? Your children's? Aren't there some small adjustments a teacher could make?
 Btw, POLISH subtitles are available on this video, look closely at the options below the little video screen.

Enjoy!

Wednesday 2 February 2011

A breakfast scene

We are having breakfast... I leave to go to the kitchen, to fetch some tea. When I come back, Cooldude is sitting on the sofa, with a very sullen face.

- Voro threw me out of my place! - he complains.
- Well - i say calmly, glancing at Voro, who is serenely  picking bran flakes out of his brother's bowl. -  You are big, so much bigger, don't let him do it. Pick him up and put him on the floor.


I turn to Voro and say to him loud enough for everybody to hear:
    - This was your brother's chair. You should not throw your brother out of his place.
Cooldude is sitting motionless. I hold my hand out to him: Come, I will give you a hand, we will reclaim your place together. But he does not grab a hold of my hand, he does not react. This seemed so easy to fix, looking at it from the perspective a mature emotionality. Yet there is no dialogue, no attempt to fix the problem, with my help or alone, on his part. 
He just sulks there on the sofa, looking at me with the eyes of a hurt animal.


WHAT would YOU do??

( I believe in the end he was sitting on my lap... but I do not remember how we got there.)