C – Computer malfunction…BIG TIME!

Catastrophe!

What if…all computers shut down?

Have you ever forgotten to put your watch on and discover it missing while you are away from home? Similarly, ever forgot your phone?  How did that day go for you? How about going away camping where there was no electricity or television? Did you go through withdrawal? Could you do it?

My niece once asked me, am I ever without my iPad? And the answer was, for the most part, no. So this past weekend I forgot to pack my iPad when I was visiting my son. Did I survive? I did. But I have to say that I did have my iPhone and I also had my computer. What I did discover was how much I relied on my iPad. I use it all of the time. When I’m teaching, I always carry it with me. I can pull up an app to demonstrate some concept I’m working on to a student, or open up my e-reader to continue a book I’m reading. I love learning new things, so I’m constantly looking things up on the web. I also use it to play some word games. Having my computer with me helped, but it was limited to about 3 hours before I had to recharge it. My iPhone worked too, but it has a very small screen, which made it more difficult, especially if I wanted to do something that involved writing, like this blog. So I managed to survive the 4 days I was without my iPad. I wasn’t very happy about it.

Let’s take that to a grander scale. Suppose there was some solar storm, worldwide blackout, super lightning strike or something like that, that shorted out computer power supplies. And to make this interesting,  your tablets and phones, once the battery drained, couldn’t  be recharged, so no longer worked. What would happen?

The biggest implication would not be whether or not you could handle the lack of computers, but the worldwide implication of what computers do to run our lives. Think of national defense, traffic control (both on the ground and in the air), many of our appliances, communication, as well as our electronic health records (which are mandated by law) use computer technology. These are issues that would be catastrophic. Our own little problems of having no computers would not be the problem, true survival might be the bigger issue.

So let’s scale back on our computer shutdown issue. Suppose all of the global things do work, it is only our personal devices that are affected. Could you live without them, and if so, for how long.

I have an advantage over the large population. I’m old enough to have lived quite a long time prior to all of these things being invented. I got my first computer (Apple //e) in 1983. I was 33 years old. So I have been able to survive without computers through some of my adulthood years. Things like writing and research and reading books, I would be able to do without much difficulty. I would definitely miss the speed and amount of information that I can retrieve and of not being able to have the books and writing I’ve done always at hand. I would probably take more walks outside and put more energy into things like writing and storytelling. Unfortunately most of my life I have been around televisions so I would still watch TV unless that was gone too. In that case, I might suffer a bit more withdrawal. But I think I could do it.

One could ask, that if I thought I could do it, would I be willing to go cold turkey for a length of time, such as a week to prove it. The answer would be, “No”. I have no need to prove myself.

What about the rest of you?  A large number of you have only known life with computers and technology. Your lives are built around its use. Unless you are living in some Amish country or anti-tech commune, your experiences without technology are very limited. What would you replace your gizmo’s with? How would you spend your time? Could you do it, for any length of time?

 

What’s interesting is that I’m not the only person to think about this topic. I googled the question, “ What would life be like without computers?” This is the number of hits Google got in 0.69 seconds: About 124,000,000 results.  Try it yourself.

And what if computers had never been invented, where would we be all today? Your guess is as good as mine.

 

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B – ?tahw yaS

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What if everyone wrote sdrawkcab?

The brain is a very talented organ. Not only does it allow us to see, hear, taste, feel, smell, move, etc. It has the ability to decode and problem solve. All of you that are reading this, obviously can read. So how do you handle the following 2 passages, that have been travelling around the internet for years:
For emaxlpe, it deson’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod aepapr, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer are in the rghit pcale. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit pobelrm.
S1M1L4RLY, Y0UR M1ND 15 R34D1NG 7H15 4U70M471C4LLY W17H0U7 3V3N 7H1NK1NG 4B0U7 17.
Based on the limited research that I have done, neuro-linguistic researchers have been trying for years to explain why we are able to read those passages. They have a lot of ideas, but no definitive explanation.

Reading itself begins from birth as part of process of language. We learn sounds, and connect those sounds to words. The more connections we make to words the greater our vocabulary grows. When we are introduced to letters we begin to connect those sounds to letters and then to words. The more we learn to read, the more connections we make until those words become familiar and we see words, phrases and sentences without having to break everything down to its basic letter/sound piece. Think about it…when you see the word “cat” do you say “C” “A” “T” “cat”, or do you just see the word cat as the word “cat”?

I’ve been learning American Sign Language for years. The biggest problem that I have when someone fingerspells a word to me is that I still see the word they’re spelling as its individual letters. I haven’t made it to the whole word visualized memory, that I do when I’m reading the written word.

As your brain adapts to understanding words and writing, changes in those patterns seem to be easy for some to recognize yet still retain meaning as in my examples.

So, what if everyone started to write backwards? There are two different types of backwards? One way would be writing each word in reverse order, but keeping the letters and sequence of words in the same direction: enO yaw dluow eb gnitirw hcae drow ni esrever redro, tub gnipeek eht srettel dna ecneuqes fo sdrow ni eht emas noitcerid.

And the other way would be similar to mirror writing, where the entire piece of writing is a mirror image of itself.

Assuming that you know how to read to begin with, I believe that over time, your brain would figure out what it was decoding and be able to read what was written with the same success as you had with those earlier passages. Of course once your brain has successfully been able to read backwards, you are bound to have difficulties, at first, trying to read a passage that is written in the right direction. The learning curve would be faster each time.

Of course learning how to write backwards is the other skill that would take some time to learn. For the mirror writing that I did on this entry, I had the help of the computer and the internet.

And then what if…you had to read this whole blog entry backwards. You’ll have to try.

Click on this link to try: B Blog 2017 – Mirror Backwards

 

 

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A – Say what?

Say what?

What if Animals could speak?

When you think about animal speech there are two different directions that you can take. One has to do with their own language and how they communicate with each other. The other would be what if they could speak to humans so that we understand them and vice versa.

Clearly animals do communicate with each other, so I won’t dwell on that, since that is not a What if… question. But what if they could talk/communicate with humans?

I would like to look at this from different perspectives. One is the way that they do communicate with us, using their own language and other methods of communication and the second being the way they communicate with us using our language, either by us teaching them our language in one form or another, or my fantasies of being able to communicate with animals on a non-verbal intuitive way which you can read about on a previous blog entry:  http://www.hdhstory.net/Storyblog/?p=421

Some animal sounds and actions do communicate with short messages. A cat’s different meows;  dog’s bark or wag of their tail sends us information of love, affection, hunger, fear; or to use an example from a 4th grade student I was talking to, a crocodile making a hissing sound to warn off other animals from its territory.

We can train certain animals to understand what we’re saying, but that is usually rote training of commands, like sit, heel, play dead, etc. I wouldn’t consider that teaching them a language.

Scientists have attempted to teach apes how to communicate using sign language:

http://www.smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/six-talking-apes-48085302/

Chimpanzees – Viki (1940’s, 1950’s)Nim, Washoe (1960), Sarah, Lana;  

Orangutans – Tilda  – Cologne Zoo, Germany  whistled, clapped hands, smacked lips, deep-throated human-like garbled sounds (2010), Chantek (1978 – ?)

Bonobo – Kanzi doesn’t use sign language; he uses different combinations of lexigrams, or symbols, to communicate. (1980’s)

Gorilla – Koko (1970’s – present) (see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Koko_(gorilla))

I found that there are some animals that actually try to mimic human sounds. Here is a sound from a beluga whale named Noc, who started mimicking human sounds while held in captivity:

Now compare that with my son at about 1-½ years old: 

If they only could have talked to each other?

I’m pretty sure that this research doesn’t prove in any way that animals can learn to speak our language, or for that matter humans learn to speak, with understanding,  like animals. But just think of all the variations that might occur, should that be a possibility. Would all animals have some sort of universal language? If they learned our language would they be native to the places they are living, not to mention would animals of the same species have different dialects? Just check out these interpretations of animal sounds in different countries: https://goo.gl/khNO8n

Also think of the potential benefits and dangers to us being able to cross communicate. What could we learn from them, and them from us? What alliances could be made between us? Think of organizations like the U.N., Red Cross, NATO, etc. What would be the impact of having interspecies search and rescues? You think Democrats and Republicans in the U.S. are bad trying to get along and agree, what about adding thousands of other species into the mix? And what about negative alliances? What would another World War look like? I rather not think about that.

For me, I’ll continue to imagine that I can talk and communicate with animals. I understand what they’re thinking and can be the interpreter for them when needed even though I still have a bit of difficulty in reading some flies, gnats  and mosquitoes. I hope they accept my apologies if I’ve misinterpreted their thoughts as death wishes.  

On second thought, what if all this time, animals were communicating and speaking to us and we were the ones that refused to learn their languages and respond.  I guess that is a What if…? for some other day.

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A to Z Blog Challenge – Theme Reveal 2017

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A to Z Blog Challenge 2017: Theme Reveal – What if…?

Last year was my first attempt at the A to Z Blog Challenge. I really enjoyed it. I spent that period of writing, focussing on things I knew about. I wrote about Life’s Choices and Life’s Changes. I wrote about things in my life that I had experienced, what decisions I made, what I learned or gained from those experiences and decisions. So what’s left for me to do this year? I could, if I desired, write about the same theme. At 66 years of age, I certainly have had enough experiences to come up with more ideas for changes and choices. But I want to try something new.

 

I asked my family and friends for ideas for what I should have as my theme. “What if you wrote about the same thing?” “What if you wrote about teaching?” “What if you made up stories?” “What if you wrote about storytelling?’

 

Listening to all of their ideas there appeared to be an over-riding theme. It occurred in all of their suggestions. “What if…?

 

I now had my theme. I plan on using each of my What ifs…? on each letter of the alphabet. Now all I have to do is figure out what to do for each letter. To do that I brainstormed myself and with the help of my family, friends and students that I told about this challenge, who knew about what I did last year. This gave me lots of ideas to write about. I’ll share all those ideas in my reflection writing at end of the challenge. You can read about what I chose as the days go on, once the Challenge begins. What if … something happens to me before I begin writing? We’ll that’s always a possibility. I guess you’ll find out on April 1st.

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In pursuit of happiness…

In today’s writer’s group, we each picked a phrase on a piece of paper out of a box and that was our topic to write about. Mine was “pursue happiness”:

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We are endowed with certain unalienable Rights, and among these are Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.

Okay, I understand what life is and what liberty is. I like the part where I have the right to pursue happiness. But how does one do that in a world that is filled with conflict, mistrust, and so much anger.

If each of us is allowed to pursue our own happiness, what happens when that pursuit or our goal of happiness, impinges on the pursuit and goal of someone else’s happiness? Did our forefathers really think this through and understand what difficulties were in place for us to achieve that right.

That sounds way too negative, so let me see what I look for in happiness and see where it fits in with where I am now.  To me, happiness is the right for me to be me. I’m happy when I’m with the people I love and those that support me for who I am. I may not be the person that you want me to be, and I’m willing to make some changes if necessary to work towards that ideal for you, but I’m still me and it is my choice, not someone else’s, whether it be friend, family, acquaintance or stranger. That sounds a little bit selfish but that is what makes me happy. In most cases I try to change, so don’t picture me as a stubborn, self-centered malcontent. I’ll wait till I’m much older to become one of those.

Happiness is feeling good about yourself. Doing some of the things you enjoy with the people that like doing or talking about those things. Happiness is exploring new things. Trying to do some things that you haven’t done in the hopes of becoming a better, more knowledgeable person. Happiness is being surrounded by those you love and at times also being by yourself. Happiness is doing lots of things and also being able to do nothing at all. Happiness is being able to be empathetic and able to sympathize with others.

One pursues happiness by being open and striving to do good. It makes me happy not to argue. To accept other people’s point of view, but not necessarily to agree with everyone. To be self-reflective.

How do you pursue happiness? You don’t stop. Happiness is a goal that can be reached for moments, but something that you never reach in totality, because you can always yearn for more. The pursuit of happiness may be a right. But it is something not just given, it is something that is worked for. So keep on working in your pursuit of happiness. And hopefully, as others pursue theirs, you will meet in some place where there is no mistrust, conflict, and anger and be happy.

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Follow me? Not so fast!

We are a nation of followers. We latch onto an idea, a person, a group, and no matter what information is out there to clarify or dispute the reason that it is there, we follow. We follow those that love us. We follow those that lead us. We follow those that deceive us. We follow.


When I was a teacher and part of a union, it was always us against them. We, the union, were in the right. The administration and the Board were in the wrong. So a lot of us bought into the words that were told to us and we followed, blinded to the goals of the district and any commonalities that we might have shared.

There’s not much I can say about our present political climate that hasn’t been said, except it remains, us against them. We’re right, they’re wrong, no matter whose side you are on. And based on those principles we do not progress.

When I started in the teaching profession, I was placed as a student teacher in a Middle School on Long Island. I had three mentors that taught me most of the things that I needed to know about becoming a well-rounded person and teacher. Dennis Littky, my college supervisor and future principal, who taught me to think outside the box and even though the community might disagree with me to try new things. Liala Strotman, my cooperating teacher and future colleague, who taught me to persevere, to believe in what I was doing and to share with others. And Barry Luna, another teacher in the school, who taught me a crucial message: When you are in a debate or a disagreement, before you make a decision or judge, make sure you see the issue from the other person’s point of view.

Those 3 people that I met early in my life, taught me to believe in myself. They taught me to see that everything is not black or white. Within those black and white colors, lie a number of shades of colors that can work with both black and white.

So I choose to believe in me. I choose to look at all perspectives of issues and people when I decide what I want to follow. I choose to believe that a majority of the people want similar things that I want and between both sides of an issue there is a common ground to show that things can progress. I choose to follow my beliefs. And those beliefs often cross lines. I will continue to disagree with people, but I will try to understand how they got to where they are, and accept that that is where they are. I will use whatever support I need to help guide me and hope, optimistically, that at some point in my future we will reach a point where we all can believe in ourselves and not just follow blindly.

In the words of the chorus of a song I wrote:

I believe in me.
I know I can do it.
I can be anything that I dream to be.
And you can help me do it.
I believe in me
I just keep on trying.
I will do my best to have great success
‘Cause I believe in me.

If you’re interested, here’s the whole song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7x08GJjUL8

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Night work

Falling asleep feels like it is time to go to work. Not in a sense of the daily grind that one has to do to make a living, but for my mind to take its time to unleash itself and begin the process of growth and creativity.

There are nights when I have trouble getting to sleep. My mind is filled with all of the things that I didn’t  get to do that day, all of the due dates I have upcoming and things I haven’t finished. My mind tries to sort out the myriad projects I want to attempt or have been putting off doing. Those are the hard nights, for sleep does not come easily.

But when sleep does arrive, it is like checking into the imagination spa. You strip off all of the baggage and weights that you have been wearing and it is casual Friday.

My mind continues to roam, only this time it is not weighted down. So those things that I wanted to do, I do. I’m a writer, a song composer, I can fly (well float actually) and do things that might seem impossible.

There are times during mid-work sleep that I do wake up. Sometimes disappointed that my dream project I was working on was incomplete. Sometimes thankful that I was able to escape the confines of whatever it was I was involved in. Usually I go back to sleep after my sleep work-break and begin a new task. At times though, I do get up, as is the case if a new tune for song is in my head, and find a recorder to record the tune by humming it before returning to sleep, for I know from experience that that tune will be gone from my head when the sleep work day ends.

And the night continues on. When the day arrives and it’s time to finish my sleep work, some products of my work do usually survive for a retelling for a short period of time. Then they get filed away, sometimes to be rekindled at a future work sleep. More often, to be sealed up and not accessed again. And so it goes. Back to the daily grind of the waking work day; passing time until it is again the moment when I can say, “Falling asleep feels like…”

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Dear Me,

This month’s Writer’s group writing prompt that I chose was: Write a letter to your younger self. what would you like him to know?

Dear self,
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Oh what a time we’ve had. I’m not sure when you will get this letter, time travel being what it is, but either way it’s time you learned some of the wisdom that I’ve gleaned from years of trying, making mistakes, succeeding, failing and just doing. You know, you’re going to turn out okay.

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Summer – the dog days

The dog days of summer. An interesting turn of phrase describing the hot, humid days of the summer when days seem to just drag on. The phrase itself originates from the rising of the “Dog Star” Sirius. For me, since I neither like summer nor dogs particularly, it is a fitting name for these days.

Dog Days

When I was younger, summer was the best time of year. It was a time off from school. It was a time I could swim in neighbor’s swim club. (It sometimes helps to be friends with people who own a public swimming club in the summer and an ice skating rink in the winter). It was time free to play with my friends all day if I wanted to. When I was in college I even got to work summers at that same pool club. They were hot and humid and surely considered dog days, but I didn’t mind.

Then I grew up. I was never one that traveled a lot. I didn’t mind being there, just getting there was not fun. I bought a house, got married and had a son. Now summers became a different routine. Yes, as a teacher I was off from school as I had been as a child, but now I had to continue taking workshops and courses to improve my teaching, which I didn’t mind since I like learning. But I also had to mow lawns and trim bushes and pull weeds. Then there was the constant battle with deer and mosquitoes and ticks, over who had the right to stay outdoors and who had the rights to our flowers and garden produce. And I didn’t have a pool or any neighbors that had pools that would allow me to come over and swim. Continue reading

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Lifeline

As I age I find myself torn between where I see myself going in the future, all of the new things that I hope to experience, all of the new thoughts I hope to have, all of the new adventures I hope to go on and all of the stories of the past and where they took me and what I have learned from those events and research I have undertaken.

Some have said that I spend too much time in the past. I’m always re-living things I’ve already done. Obsessing on select times with and without certain people. Focussing on the study of my ancestors and those of others. For what purpose? Time wasted that is leaving me stagnant in pursuing the things that are needed and wanted, whether it be getting the house cleaned, buying new furniture, traveling around the world, as most of my fellow retirees do, experiencing the now.

Then there are those that say I focus too much on the future. What new technology is coming out. I’m retired! Why do I get to do what I want while others have to continue working or going to school? Why do I try to do so many things at once rather than focus on accomplishing one task at a time?

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This is where I’m torn. I sort of like what I do. There are times I enjoy being with others and doing new things and being out and about. There are times I like working at my own pace and not being held accountable for what gets done and when, reliving and expanding upon things that I’ve done.

 

Bottom line is I can’t please all, including myself. I live in a world where there is no line between past and future. My son at his wedding spoke about the fluidity of time. How both the past, present and future are intertwined. It is not a timeline, but a connected mass of points that all interact with one another. Some things that one can consider destiny happen because of this fluidity.

 

past-present-future2So that’s how I end up where I am, torn between the past, present and future. Enjoying the things that I have done, the world where I am now, and the places that I have yet to see. I’m glad that I have the people I live and interact with to follow and join me on this journey between the ancient and the new.

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