Daily Archives: October 9, 2013

Educational Success (?) Story: Macedonia

When I was in elementary school around the age of 13, Macedonia’s government implemented a new law to push up its falling ratings in Education (+Technology).

Computer science was a subject we all had to go through (after the mandatory ‘Technical Education’ where we built stuff including small houses, cars, electrical boards and the likes) where we had to learn more about working with Microsoft Office products, using MS Paint (trivial, as was the class), and if we drew a tree perfectly, or managed to draw lines with different thickness, we had the rest of the class to play small online flash games. We loved getting to work with the computers, in a non-casual way, because at the time, rarely anyone had a computer on their desk, or would rarely see one. After two years of this type of class-slacking, the government decides it’s time for a forward leap into the world of IT and education, so implements the policy of “One Computer per Child” in any classroom. 

Now, even at that age, my skepticism was growing high by the day – they managed to choose the cheapest option of bringing (luckily) functional computers in every classroom in every school country-wide, and was praised by several news publishing media how after being the underdog for quite some time after Yugoslavia, Macedonia was lowering its odds in something significant.

Did it back-fire? Not really, the literacy rates didn’t drop down, the grades were kept constant or went up depending on the school’s acceptance criteria, but did the computers do that? Well…

The main thing that did happen with those computers is damage. Lots of it. People were stealing the mice (although they didn’t really need it, it was just a pure act of elementary school vandalism and rebellion against who knows what), cracking the computer screens by accidentally passing by it and dropping it on the floor, getting keyboard keys switched, throwing them at each other and other typical Macedonian-schools stuff.

We rarely turned on our computers. When we did, it was time for online flash pool, or tetris, as they were the only flash games that somehow did go past the proxy of the school. They used Ubuntu as their Operating System which was frankly a great idea for educational purposes, installed a couple of Physics Lab, Math Lab and the such, applications, and most importantly – they taught the students how to bypass the system and use complex codes in the given command prompt on Ubuntu which, if I recall correctly was called ‘The Terminal’, just to mess with the screens of other kids’ computers and leave inappropriate messages for the teacher to see through a different link (the Master PC had a surveillance program, so the teacher could see what we were doing at any time, but of course, we quickly learnt how to avoid that and continue our merry way in an anonymous fashion).

Teachers refused to work with computers. Mostly because we had elderly teachers that knew their subjects, but refused to mix it up with learning about how to use what was given to them to utilize time.

A typical high school classroom in Macedonia. See all the books in front of the computers? Yeah…

So the government spent millions per annuum to just keep up the image of a developed country – ‘look at us, we have computers for EVERYONE!… they are not using it in any practical sense, but we have them anyways.’

We still have the computers, broken ones get replaced every time, if they are reported, but who would know since no one has pressed the power button in years, we didn’t write papers on them, we didn’t take notes, no presentations, no applications used, but we did have a collection of random funny photos on them, and some downloadable flash game, so hurray for us, we had procrastination installed in the classroom, in front of us, at all times, for the sake of education (and the country’s image). What?

So that did backfire in a small sense for our government, but somehow education went up (and it was neither a causal or co-relational effect of the computers – it was the baby boom – more applicants to college, more competitiveness and the Medical School at the University of Ss. Cyrillus and Methodius  can now boast an acceptance rate as low as Harvard’s (don’t take my full word on this one) with applicants’ scores from the national baccalaureate ranging from 97 as the last accepted person in medical school in the private quota, and 100 as the first in the national quota (100 is the maximum score, and it works on a curve, meaning they didn’t just score all the points at the final exams, but did better than a 100% !!! of the country’s graduating class, whereas the poor soul who got in last did better than 97% of the whole graduating class. Shame on his family, shame on his cow).

Anyway, the country can still say they were the first in the world (apparently) to do the policy of One Computer:One Child, it didn’t have any effects whatsoever, it’s still going on, and recently Uruguay decided to join, and my friend from Uruguay and anyone discussing this in my IB Econ class was thrilled and said it helped Uruguay’s economy. No it didn’t. It’s a waste of money, and I’m sorry they didn’t use Macedonia as a case study to avoid the unnecessary burning away of the money they could’ve spent on wellfare.

Then again, I wish that at least for them – it brings some positive results back.

Reconnection

After yesterday’s discussion, I noticed something interesting during practice, specifically at the very end of practice. At one point in yesterday’s discussion with Dr. Levy about our generations dependence on digital media, we spoke about how students who participated in athletics or musical recitals had a periodic chunk of the day in which they were unable to reach there phones, and were totally disconnected from digital media. I found this point fascinating because between the 3 hour practices Wednesday to Friday, the 4 hour games Saturday, the 4 hour practice and film Sunday, and the two hour long film meetings Tuesday and Thursday, that is 22 hours a week in which I am totally disconnected from digital media (aside from a projector with football film). Wow. I was shocked when I realized how much time I have away from digital media due to athletics, and even more shocked at how little I noticed it. This evidence makes me strongly believe that addiction is not a valid term for my relationship with digital media.

This realization was great, but I am yet to get to the detail I noticed at the end of practice. Every day, once everyone has showered and is on there way out of the locker room, there is solid five minutes in which their faces are glued to the phones. Conversation is very limited. Everyone is so immersed in reconnected with their digital circles of friends and what not that they barely see what is going on around them, and I am definitely equally guilty of this. Something about returning to your phone after going without it for a couple of hours compels you to anxiously catch up on what your missed out on. Reloading Twitter feeds to see if you missed anything funny, scanning your Facebook, responding to text: it all happens.

Thus, does this intense reconnection period cancel out the time digital media free on the football field? I don’t think so. I think it just goes to show that when we are away from our phones we can be totally comfortable, but once they are there and we know that there is a strong possibility a message or notification is waiting for us, we succumb to checking in and reconnecting with our digital media.

My Relationship With Email

Every time I log on to email since I’ve been a college student, I have around 10 messages waiting for me. I’m on every email list, every club page, and every interest group you could sign up for. Since computers are a source of stress for me (unless I’m watching Netflix…), whenever I have things like email or long texts to respond to, I go into super efficient mode. Email is kind of a necessary, super convenient evil for me. I have to do it, I would never stop doing it, it really does help me with school and social life, but in the back of my head it’d be nice if it weren’t such a part of our society.

When I do email, I sit straight up and block out what’s going on around me until I’ve dealt with all the new messages. It really has felt since arriving on campus like you miss out if you don’t pay attention to your email. To become a Mountain Club Guide, I need to be on top of club email blasts; to do my homework, a lot of the time I receive and hand in assignments over email. Even social events on weekends I wouldn’t know about if I didn’t pay attention to my messages. I group them all into different “folders” – school, clubs, events, info, travel, personal, etc., so I basically just try to get them out of my inbox. This method reflects pretty well my feelings toward email, in general – just trying to get it out of the way as soon as possible.

I don’t know how to stop my negative feelings toward email. Sometimes the influx of messages is just too much for any information to get through to me – but how do I, or we, change that?

Growing Up (Virtually) Tech-free Part 1

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Full Circle on a cold winter night

Sometimes nature is the greatest teacher. For the first nine years of my education I attended a school where the average grade size was between five or six. We played outside for an hour or more every day, and instead of standard math and science and English classes we had a set of “goals” we needed to complete over the course of the term. Most learning was done in a self-motivated fashion, with an emphasis on independence and individual development. Technology, aside from word processing, was virtually nonexistent in my early education. Because of my background as an outdoor, individual learner, I firmly believe that technology is neither necessary nor beneficial to childhood development.

The best memories that I have of my time at my elementary school, appropriately named Full Circle, are of creating a tiny village in between the roots of a tall pine tree with my friends. We spent many an afternoon crawling on our knees through the pine needles, building tiny houses or excavating them from the hillside. What strikes me now that didn’t seem all that significant then is the complexity and creativity of this activity. While we were of course pretending to be hobbits straight out of one of Tolkien’s books, what we were doing was not copying something that had already been done, but using an idea to create our own world. We built our own system of economy and trade. There were rules to be followed, laws to be voted on, and all disputes were settled by the community (bear in mind that by “community,” I mean probably five people). For money we used tiny pieces of lichen, which could not be removed from the nearby trees (this was a fineable offense), but rather had to be foraged from among the pine needles and grass and sticks. I can’t begin to estimate the hours I spent building my house in the crook of that tree’s roots. I hauled buckets of mud up from the “pond” by the school, created an internal structure out of sticks, then used the mud to create a wall. For a roof I used pieces of bark that could be easily removed to access the house’s interior. It was a remarkably strong piece of architecture, one that lasted for several years without any upkeep.

This experience mirrors my childhood as a whole. I would spend days building castles out of legos, turning my living room into an entire city. There were hundreds of stories to tell in those cities, dozens of characters, dozens of conflicts to be resolved (or not – sometimes the bad guys won). Creation – whether physical or imaginative – was the primary activity of my childhood.

Part 2 will hopefully come next week. This is a subject I’ve been meaning to write about for a while, so you’ll have to indulge me as I recount the childhood that brought me to where I am today.

-epn