Monday, January 10, 2005

Comments Feature

Have changed the template so hopefully now the comments feature will be visible....

Sunday, January 09, 2005

Using a Blog to House Student Work

(This is actually working better over at livejournal where I have the comments feature working properly.) BUT, it seems only those who I have invited to be 'my friends' over there at livejournal can see it! Mmmm.---------------------

Blogs can be used to house student work, together with teacher feedback. If students post their work in a blog it is a convenient way of housing all student work and teacher feedback in one location. It might look like this:

Student Writing

My name is T. I come from Vietnam. I had been in Australia over ten years. I refuge because my country has war. I has three children. When I came here they young. I had a part-time job. I work in Vietnamese Restaurant a few month. Then I work in factory The Raptic and son. Although butcher shop in Kensington.

The first time I came to Australia I find everything too strange and difficult. For example: I can't speak English to communicate with people. He food's different in my country and the weather made unwealthy to me.

I like living in Australia because Australia has a tranquility and freedom. I think I have a new life and I started. Furthermore, I learned a lot of new things I open my knowledge lived in Australian society.

In the future, I would like to do aged-care or nail technology. I hope I have a successful in the future. I think I'm very lucky to lived in Australia.

Saturday, January 08, 2005

DRIVE BY PHOTO BLOGGING?

Someone told me the other day that some people are now clicking their digicams randomly and constantly out of the window of a moving car as you drive. Theory is that you produce some gems and just chuck out the rubbish. I gave it a shot the other day - 99% rubbish. Here's the only shot vaguely worth keeping:



Car Blog Fluke Posted by Hello

(And even this didn't work very well. The word freedom should be visible above didtribution centre. Like having to explain a joke.)
It’s been a crazy 24 hours. Domestic disagreements at the end of a long night and I woke up a little the worse for wear. I ambled out into a gentle beautiful blue Adelaide day to pick up milk and paper from the deli (that fast fading Adelaide institution), and felt the vitamin D recharging my system.

Thoughts of the Asian Tsunami still provided a moody backdrop as I walked, and the evening news was filled with recently found amateur footage (some of which can be found HERE.

I fought the urge to just lay on the couch and be tired in front of the TV and forced myself to go out and see an old friend, Meng Meng. Meng Meng was an English student of mine when he first came to Australia in the 1990’s, and is now happily entrenched in Adelaide society. He had discovered the Seven Stars Hotel in the city and suggested we meet there. We sat outside in the cool night air drinking cokes (yes cokes), relived old times, and then broached areas of conversation too personal to add here. While we were outside on the pavement I noticed Mark Keough of Archer College fame come into the inside bar. Before we left Meng Meng introduced me to the manager as a musician, and lo and behold the pub are looking for musicians who might be able to attract an over 30’s crowd and I reckon I could fit that bill. I also dobbed Mark in to help out and he accepted the challenge! So stay tuned to this space for more news on an exciting new kind of musical soiree at the Seven Stars coming soon.

So once again the effort to drag myself out into the night was energy well spent. And Meng Meng was the link man. He is one of those few migrants who come to a new and very different culture (Meng Meng is from Beijing), embrace the local elements and find ways to link locals.

So Adelaide, education and life came together in the last 24 hours. Maybe it was the inspiration provided by the latest in excellent Walk on By series . Last night’s show was on the 60s and highlighted the confluence of remarkable musical trends that occurred in that decade – the Beatles, the songwriting teams like Bacharach and David, and Holland/Dozier/Holland, the Motown sound, Dylan, folk, and protest lyrics. Corny, but it made me feel proud to have been part of it as a small boy in Port Lincoln making my own Top 60 chart as a I listened religiously to 5DN – which is about to close after 80 years on air) - after school every day and sang along with all those songs. My parents were frustrated that I didn’t go outside and play, but I did do plenty of that. I was one of the children described in this excellent piece that just arrived from Bill in Israel. I has been wanting to see (or even write) a piece like this for ages. Thanks Bill. What a different world it was.

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To those born in the 40's, 50's and 60's:


First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing and didn't get tested for
diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored
lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, bread and butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.



We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no internet or internet chat
rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out any eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little league, football and baseball had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

We did what we were told, most of the time, and were soundly corrected when we didn't -- we were held accountable. Imagine that.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT!

And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!

Please pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow up as kids,
before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

Sunday, January 02, 2005

Monday, December 20, 2004

Wednesday, May 12, 2004

Topic X - the grand ingredient of blogger's paradise... is it the technology and the process that has eveyone rivetted, or the pearls of wisdom in regular blogs?
Adelaide is an education and does exhibit some small evidences of sentient life
Adelaide is an education and does exhibit some small evidences of sentient life

Friday, October 11, 2002

Tuesday, Feb 11th, 2003

Mmm...just figured out that the latest entry in the blog should really go at the top of the page...I wonder if I'll ever get into the habit of writing worthwhile things here on a regular basis??

Can I insert text here?

Adelaide's weather is stuck in one of its holding patterns, and this is a good one. Days of 28-30 and cool nights. Mid-February and still no savage heat waves in this part of the country. A bit gloomy to be back at work. Everyone is on about the usual back to work stuff - principally budget cuts. There was a little relief from this analysis of the TAFE system called the Kirby Report which told us what we all knew (we kind of felt for a short time that it wasn't our fault). The organisation has been badly mismanaged and squeezed at the same time by a government that was more intent on divesting itself of ownership of, and responsibility towards, public services. Things may improve in the next budget but in the meantime the belts are tightened. No matter whose fault it may be, economic hard times at work are ahead.

Highlight of my day? A wonderful walk along Semaphore beach on my way home from work. Saw these 2 guys kite surfing (is that what it's called?) and it looked exhilarating.



Thursday, February 6th, 2003

With all the best will in the world I haven't been here for months. Too many other things to do, and summer to be enjoyed. Still, here I am. I'm back at work (I've been made permanent!) and I'm hoping to win a Flexible Learning Leaders scholarship this year looking into the use of voice online. If I'm successful this will mean a wonderful year of travel and lots of hard work.

I guess the highlight of my summer was a week over on the West Coast of South Australia reliving old haunts with my brother, and visiting lots of places we frequented as kids. We got as far as the legendary Cactus, headed back down that superb coast via Elliston to Port Lincoln, and back to searing hot Adelaide. In the background all summer was talk of war with Irag, and it is still on the horizon. We've got to somehow stop this happening......

First Entry


To blog or not to blog? Well the time has come. I am going to give it a try.
I don't promise any great literature, but it seems everyone is doing it. Well
a lot of people are. And I am interested to see if I can maintain this on a
regular basis, and to see if anyone reads it, and whether anyone will contribute.


Blogs do seem a viable alternative to email listservs, and in some cases may
even function much the same way as websites do.


Today I've been down the coast south of Adelaide. It was a superb spring day
and I had a wonderful walk along the beach at Moana
before going to visit my friend Mark
and his partner Sue. Mark has recently become a full time employee of WebCT,
and Sue looks after the Adelaide Theatre
Guide
website, for which I write occasional reviews.




Saturday, April 18, 1981

Song #20.1 Down by the Sea



DOWN BY THE SEA


Chorus

See no reason to leave peace by the sea

See no reason to leave down by the sea

 

Daughter of Hitler’s land

You showed me the rocky path

Down to the sea

You brought peace to me

Down by the sea


Chorus

Lady from a forest home

Who knows the joy of touching skin

Your man there with the always grin

Smilin’ so easily

Down by the sea

 

Chorus

And those from the midnight sun

Mid-life crisis just begun

Young suitors in tow

Down by the sea

 

See no reason to leave down by the sea

See no reason to leave down by the sea

We’ll all meet again some day

Maybe under a southern sky

In the Antipodes

Down by the sea

 

And those who call this island home

Turn to wine to help them through

Too many foreign mouths to feed

Sweet bitterness

Down by the sea

 

Chorus

 

Patmos 1981

 

Commentary

Observations of various people met on Patmos. I remember playing around with this while sitting on the sand right at the water’s edge at night. The sound of the gentle lapping of waves made the perfect accompaniment to the soft moody feeling of the song. Any recording would need to include such a sound effect!

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