I have "borrowed" several ideas to implement besides the flipped classroom.
The inquiry based learning tour: very excited about this for our reading classes which are usually comprised of middle aged or rough young adults that have gone through hard times and are really taking a chance by taking college courses.
My roving reference Miss America sash: still working on this! Almost done. All my bedazzling came out wonderfully.
Danielle and I are going to attempt the Friday email idea we read about in a blog. Which I can no longer find. (On the to do list is ways to keep track of blog posts I love).
We are also on the tail end of a presentation we had during our convocation on campus about information literacy. I want to do a faculty workshop and we are making a super simple video for a straight forward explanation of information literacy in the style of between two ferns.
I still want to do roving exhibits but have yet to see an opportunity. I am hoping more comes along.
On a non library note I wanted to discuss long distance relationships.
I'm fairly cynical. I was a pretty staunch believer that if you are going to move away and the SO is not coming with -- break it off cause that never ends well. EVER.
But now I have moved away and while I took my partner in life with me -- I left everything else I ever cared about behind.
Maintaining the relationships I had back in the Midwest is hard. I have never had to consciously think about the last time I talked to someone and I still am struggling to pick up the phone and call people. For my younger friends, it's easy -- we're online together all the time. I'm constantly connected with them. For my family that hates technology -- it's really hard. I've never been good on the phone in a personal sense. My professionalism on the phone is amazing but if I need to ask -- how are you? -- Forget it. I stutter and am awkward and there are long silences in which I am scrambling to find something to say.
And because these are people I LOVE FOREVER and not some SO -- I have to do this. But I've not been doing it very well. I've actually been thinking about writing letters. That's how bad I am on the phone with them.
I think about them all the time. All my family. They get together on the regular so I see facebook photos of them. It hurts. I catch a glimpse of my cousin here or my aunt there or one time front and center a picture of my grampa and I lose my shit. Eight months in and it hurts a little less but it still hurts a lot. I can't wait to see them again -- not in a picture. I can't wait to talk to them again -- not awkwardly on the phone.
That is all.
We are also on the tail end of a presentation we had during our convocation on campus about information literacy. I want to do a faculty workshop and we are making a super simple video for a straight forward explanation of information literacy in the style of between two ferns.
I still want to do roving exhibits but have yet to see an opportunity. I am hoping more comes along.
On a non library note I wanted to discuss long distance relationships.
I'm fairly cynical. I was a pretty staunch believer that if you are going to move away and the SO is not coming with -- break it off cause that never ends well. EVER.
But now I have moved away and while I took my partner in life with me -- I left everything else I ever cared about behind.
Maintaining the relationships I had back in the Midwest is hard. I have never had to consciously think about the last time I talked to someone and I still am struggling to pick up the phone and call people. For my younger friends, it's easy -- we're online together all the time. I'm constantly connected with them. For my family that hates technology -- it's really hard. I've never been good on the phone in a personal sense. My professionalism on the phone is amazing but if I need to ask -- how are you? -- Forget it. I stutter and am awkward and there are long silences in which I am scrambling to find something to say.
And because these are people I LOVE FOREVER and not some SO -- I have to do this. But I've not been doing it very well. I've actually been thinking about writing letters. That's how bad I am on the phone with them.
I think about them all the time. All my family. They get together on the regular so I see facebook photos of them. It hurts. I catch a glimpse of my cousin here or my aunt there or one time front and center a picture of my grampa and I lose my shit. Eight months in and it hurts a little less but it still hurts a lot. I can't wait to see them again -- not in a picture. I can't wait to talk to them again -- not awkwardly on the phone.
That is all.
