This was a common interaction I would have with my students early in the school year: Looking at a student’s work, “Why did you write a 2 by the chlorine?”, pointing to CuCl2. “It’s wrong?” “No, I didn’t say it was wrong. I’m simply asking why you chose to write a 2 there. Tell me… Continue reading Question What’s Right
A friend and retired art teacher tells the following story. One day, while a student at an art and design school, he and a classmate decided to go outside for the morning break. It was a nice, warm day, and one of the sculpting classes were set up outside. The students were in various locations… Continue reading Interpreting Art
Many years ago, when my eldest nephew was attending university as an engineering student, he called his father: “Dad, be sure to watch the 6 o’clock news. There’s will be a segment filmed here at the university. An opportunity presented itself and I seized the moment.” I forget what the controversy was, but I think… Continue reading Rock, Paper, Scissors
A few weeks ago I ran into a former student. I was in a local retail outlet. I taught him in 1991. He didn’t recognize. “Excuse me, it’s Jason, right? Gary Caines – I taught you at KVHS.” “Oh yeah, Mr Caines. I remember you. You made fun of my cross.” I immediately recalled the… Continue reading St. Peter
Toronto or Montreal? A former student works for the City and is a parking enforcement officer. Mike probably has the ideal temperament for such a position. He has a good sense of humour, is very respectful and polite, and doesn’t take himself too seriously. He has had people upset with him, but he doesn’t take… Continue reading Toronto or Montreal?
I was chatting with a retired couple, husband and wife, from the United States, both of whom were teachers. We were sharing insights. The topic come around to technology. She mentioned that she had been watching her 3-year-old granddaughter leafing through a catalogue. At one point the toddler placed her thumb and forefinger on the… Continue reading Pinch and Spread
It was the end of the school day. The students were getting ready to head to the buses. One of the bus drivers entered my office and informed me that she was refusing to transport a particular student home. “I’ve had enough of his poor behaviour on the bus. This morning he was intolerable. I… Continue reading Put to the Test