MariaMontessoriOwnersManualOfAChild2012
Introduction/Definition/etc
Ran across this link
http://mariamontessori.com/mm/?p=1674
looking up Montessori education and the Doctor
who created it.
http://en.WikiPedia.org/wiki/Montessori_education
notes some riff between the American educational system
and the doc's branding or fidelity of her methods
but says the AMS American Montessori Society
has resolved it...
I merely posted a comment that for some reason
isn't being posted, so will put it up here, and hope
they will learn to be more inclusive in the future...
Body
Growing up the child of two Ph.D.s,
and of somewhat rural background,
private school was not in my destiny,
but the emphasis on education was,
one of the Ph.D.s was in education and both
parents taught early in their careers,
so I'm wondering what the Montessori stuff
is all about, looked it up on WikiPedia.org,
to start and went to the source, sort of,
MariaMontessori.com for more biased
information than an encyclopedia page...
Found the "Owner's Manual of a Child"
blog like posting on that site and read through most
of it, found it rather intellectual, demanding,
claiming to be speaking for the child,
but in very few ways in a child's language,
I language, but concepts only some Old People
would understand, read some comments that
it brought tears to the parents eyes, inspires teachers,
of the Montessori type, and probably others,
so decided to give some uninformed unsolicited
feedback from a perspective
that most probably don't have...
You see, I was LD. Learning Disabled,
or Learning Differences as they call it now,
had Dyslexia, Dysgraphia and used a
typewriter in class, making me instantly
popular with the other kids <grin>
Tap Tap, Noise, Noise...
And that was when I wasn't being a
Little Professor...
Doc thought I'd "grow out of it" in that
wonderfully positive attitude so different
than the Autism Label that some parents
dread, signaling all sorts of unfulfilled
parental dreams and expectations
and hidden costs of child to adult care,
bankrupting some, I would imagine...
I went to a special camp, In A Land Far Far Away :-),
for reading and writing one summer growing up,
to the chagrin of my sibling rival,
who probably wouldn't envy the new jeans
sliced open, ruined upon my arrival by a troubled camper,
never replaced by the administration, nor held accountable,
but I received audio tape letters in care packages from home,
a reasonable accommodation from Dad,
sending local radio music remotely too,
Dad, who spent most of his time reading and writing,
even at home, working late from home,
I guess to be a physical presence, even if not
an emotional nor didactic intellectual presence...
[ Censor
You see, later, I could "read" the magazines that
were put up out of sight, so I guess he knew
I could read instead of just looking at the pictures...
/Censor ]
I was paid for reading, in addition to allowance
for chores, not much, but fiscal motivation
is interesting when you live on the other side
of the tracks, so to speak, in apartments,
when the really cool kids live in houses
on the other end of the school district(s)...
Single parenting limits in some ways,
no garage to tinker in, no basement,
a one bedroom apartment limits
some possibilities of tree forts and
other stuffs...
Dad's familial role was more provider/ counselor,
than "dad", I'm not sure he knew what that was,
really, his biological father absent, in several ways,
drinking after loss of his biological mother...
Not sure about adoptive father, though he
was my GrandPa, more Beverly HillBillies
and HeHaw (sp?), or Mayberry? but I loved
them blindly, and could not understand why
the dog had to live outdoors, my house pet
being golden and special, got to live inside,
but not running and hunting like the other
animals... One AKC field trained on birds,
the other pet quality and moped about the
apartment and town house, like the teen
"owner"/ handler...
I can't think of many outings we did together
besides grocery shopping, errands, occasional
eating out, etc...
We weren't fishing much, cities might have
Koy (sp?) Ponds, and an occasional crabs or
Lobster Tank, but tried later in his life with other
little relatives, he tried...
We didn't have friends over, but knew
some neighbors, mostly for safety, I guess,
I did house sit, as a small job one time or more...
Never very good at NewsPaper delivery, but
I guess my Early Morning Waking pre-training
clinical depression, filling in for another
entrepreneurial (spell checks wonderful :-) kid...
Mostly, I watched TV growing up, after killing/ doing
time latch key kid, avoiding homework, some
organized sports, eating and doing dishes, or cooking,
I had the option, but not the skill.
I tried getting out of chores,
learning about Crepes in French class,
tried cooking them, (butter and Sugar, plus Jam!)
even for StepMonster, before she became Step,
and more of a Monster..
In other ways, she was kind, brought chocolate chip
cookies, and left over snacks, provided,
as well as an awkward existence...
Something like a Balance of Power, I guess,
finally marrying after I went away to college,
and could not come back, move to a smaller place,
save money for sending kid elsewhere,
one way of emptying the nest, AFAICT,
but she ended up with the job of taking care of him,
and won all family vacation benefits thereafter,
but I digress...
Education without reading is kind of odd,
I guess blind have audio books, and large
type and now Kurzwiel Readers that
electronically read printed books, but are
hugely expensive and have to go to libraries
to use, kind of difficult to do homework
that way, as after hours limited the
last minute procrastination typical of many
students, and adolescents.
Reminds me, Maria Montessori didn't ever do/
complete Adolescent, she died before getting
that far, seems a fitting irony on the typical
dealing with adolescents, to me,
many are sent away, eventually to college
or military, to get them out of the house,
I guess instead of killing them, as the joke goes,
or quit pestering parents, and what
Linus Torvald's father, a reporter once said,
"Benign Neglect is the best parenting method",
or similar, his son creating Linux in University,
Finland, IIRC, has cold weather, and with
Southern California temperatures, Linux probably
would never have existed,
now a rival to M$ Windows, and used all over
the world, from a dainty little humble beginnings
upstaging Richard M. Stallman in GNU / Linux
doing the kernel while RMS did the tools
and a lot more with Free Software Foundation
leaving MIT AI Lab over a riff with Non Disclosure
Agreements, preventing Source Code from
being shared... See Revolution OS video,
if interested...
Anyway, the Owner's Manual speaks big words,
$25 Words, one of my clinical profs used to say,
intellectual words, and from a peer perspective,
the Owners Manual, you don't really Own People,
that would be Slavery, might be Responsible for Them,
many parents wish they had an Owner's Manual,
like other Equipment they purchase, how to use,
operator or care for, like a gerbil, mouse,
dog, or cat, or maybe hor$e, is more appropriate,
in the level of care and expense :-)
And then the hor$e learns to talk,
no, not Mr. Ed, but a funny analogy,
making noises, probably horse faced ;-)
and other growing up pains like acne,
don't want to do fast foods,
bad in many ways, I was Crunchy Granola
family on one side, Mil on the other,
but spent most of my high school
lunch hours, when available, off campus
at McD's, later not setting foot unless no other
options... Nope, not seeking Ronald McDonald
House nor Foundation grants here... :-D
Children are fun, most of the time, as an odd
looking person with a bike a lot of the time,
I entertain them and parents whenever possible,
biking was fun for me, running away from home,
basically, when old enough and a hobby of sorts,
taking a maintenance class fairly early in life (<6?),
probably after sticking my hand in spokes
spinning they looked invisible, and well,
it's not Bill Bixby's Magic show on TV
after Incredible Hulk, (big green geek envy)
it hurts, don't do that, reminded of a scar
and Jeff FoxWorthy's Dad, "let him drop the
400 lb TV on his head, he'll learn...",
likely difficult to see the scar now 40+ years later
recently saying, "I learned the hard way"...
I was more take apart the TV,
wonder if he can put it back together,
probably while it was still plugged in,
"WARNING: Dangerous Lethal Voltages
Inside" doesn't mean much if you don't read...
School Of Hard Knocks, Grad here...
9V batteries tingle on your tongue,
but 120V wall sockets HURT,
not to mention blow the circuit breakers...
Not one for Lecture, I preferred Lab,
and Constructionist Learning like
OLPC and seemingly Montessori
methods, plus age appropriate environment,
short tables, short chairs, short book cases
(to the Tune of Randy Newman's Short People ;-)
or sensitively Little People, as I tend to call them,
in the Casa De Bambino or similar Children's House,
kid sized, but multi age classrooms,
more one room school house, and the kids learn
what they want, within reason... Theoretically, No school bells,
interruptions, and using natural motivations,
human development, later in college, always boring theory
for me (except in a room full of females, talk about sexism
&& gender bias...), we grow like weeds, not manicured
Roses and Topiary / Bonsai Trees,
doting hovering parents might disagree,
vs. busy grad students and others concerned
with putting food on the table and employment/
careers, we were the "grad student poor", IIRC...
Money going to schools, grad schools
mostly instead of other stuff, IIRC, growing up,
the person centered approach of therapy
and counseling, giving attention to the kids,
non directive undivided unconditional love attention
was probably wasted on me, with no
other social outlets, school was nighmarish
Carrie, the Movie, escapting occasionally to
Ben Bova and Heinlien (sp?) sci fi, Omni Mag,
and Photography hobby, a Dark Room at home
in the closet, and a camera, but not socially
inept enough to win a space on the YearBook,
(In Your FaceBook!) wonder what ever
happened to the RolliFlex?
120 MM B&W film and family heirloom...
Anyways, early in life, get a dog,
have dog taken away when move to the big city
(for 'rent's work/study, not my choice).
losing my best friend, really only friend, IIRC.
<violins here> The red haired kid, bright red, Carrot Top,
before the comedian, George Carlin,
went to see him in the Kennedy Center,
"7 Words You Can't Say On TV" or Radio,
and well have to go see him in person
or get the record, a stereo was the cool (now kewl)
thing at the time, AM radio was Mono,
and Stereo sounded better, HiFi even better
than that Blaupont, on the European Cars...
Anyways, I digress to technology, as nerds,
"Geeks, Freaks and Asperger's"
would later be a book, check it out, I haven't read it,
but the title is interesting :-P.
Also, see Ted.com for a funny book jacket
cover design video, so nice to learn
by video ;-)
And Charlie Rose did a show on Autism,
I only made it through part,
will have to see the rest later,
but what of those kids, that don't do
likely Private (read expensive?) Montessori?
Special Ed for you?
Alternative, now some call it...
Tramatized by teachers incompetent in
LD and other things, "Different is Not Deficient"??
slogan? coming along much later...
But I ramble and rant, though not much ranting here,
but not much coherent[ly?] either, a more Monty Python
approach to STOMP education :-)
Where is that Big Foot? Sasquatch (sp?)? visual
Or "There's A Penguin On Top Of The TeleVision,
There IS" (in whiny English accent)
How do you include other opinions other than the
over controlled Maria Montessori (since died)
and her UserID still lives on, literal concrete
thinking would be channeling or back to life?
Throwing off those less than you, is that
what is being taught?
Structure! We Need Structure, our Chem 1
and Chem 2 Teacher, elitist in many ways,
used to say..
I preferred to get away, and left school half
day, did assignments, some as low as picking
up trash in the park, one green Winter/Spring,
filling dad's car, forgetting and leaving it
in the trunk, which surprised
him, post accident, lifting it open and
seeing trash bags, my forgetting to
take out the trash, I did...
Luckily, he thought it funny...
Unlike the bike to Big Wheel incident,
that got me spanked...
We just had to do assignments, the number of
them determined the grade for the term,
a variety, Social Studies, it was to be,
and wonder how I go into a behavioral
research G&T position instead of
Hard Science...
Thinking outside the box, I really can't
think much in it, and that was a jk
too...
Class Clown, as always, when not ranting
about depression and the unfulfilled
wishes and dreams of a latent adolescent,
problem child, now overgrown, and considered
immature, or irresponsible at 48,
looking for the happiness I lost,
in divorce, losses, and basically
latch key isolation chamber growing up,
later finding the Pretender on TV, more like my
later life...
Screen Goes Blank
The Centre found me...
<grin>
SimLife...
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