A Five-Legged Stool And A Potato Of Milk

I've just posted a piece about a couple of civics lessons that my wife and I have learned from our children. Seemingly trivial stuff, but surprisingly relevant. You can read it at my main blog if you wish, and your comments are welcome below.



In my various forays into higher education over the many years, I always run into the dreaded practice of lecturers dividing students up into teams to undertake projects. I have hated it with a passion for all the reasons that the five legged stool exemplifies.
Leadership/authority matched together with responsibility/accountaility is problematical at best in most business situations and totally unworkable in these classroom type situations. But the lecturers persist with them anyway. No doubt for their own reasons or simply from a lack of imagination or observation or an equal lack of an inquiring mind. Or all of the above!

And I had better not start on the subject of believing in things that have simply been repeated ad nauseum till they become 'accepted wisdom' smiling
Accepted, certainly, but wisdom, hardly.

good teams

Hi again James.

I agree with what you've said, but I should mention that I have had some very good experiences on team projects.

But -- of course! -- this only happened when we were permitted to choose our own teams. If you're working on something you want to do, with people you enjoy working with, it can be more fun, more productive, and more rewarding than working alone. (Sort of like this blog!) Unfortunately that didn't happen very often.

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Learning from our children

It Is surprising how much we can learn from our children, especially about ourselves. And it doesn't end once they grow up and leave the nest.

I too, always hated the group projects. If memory serves me, I generally ended up doing the bulk of the work. And it was the same when my kids were going through school.

Your stories about your children reminded me of my youngest when she was a toddler. We had a rule that you needed to eat most of your supper before you got any dessert. If she didn't like her supper, she wouldn't eat it. She would leave it on her plate or throw it overboard for the dog. smiling If you reminded her there wouldn't be any dessert if she didn't finish some of it, she would simply state, "I ate it." No amount of pointing out the evidence to her, that the food was still sitting on her plate, would make a difference. She would continue to say that she had eaten it. Needless to say, she could become very insistent that her version of the truth was the correct one despite all the evidence in front of her. Seems to me, a lot of the public takes a similar tact.

I am enjoying having you back blogging, Winter. smiling

"I ate it!"

Brilliant! I will use that line myself if the occasion arises.

Thanks very much McJ . It is good to be almost alive again. Wink

Very happy to see you

Very happy to see you again!
Tomas Helander

thanks, Tomas

I hope to get rolling again soon.

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