Today’s post at Academy Caritas lists some free online courses that look very good. I’m considering using some of those to get back into the groove of school until I can go back “for real.”
I’m in a good mood, as I’m at the girl’s place and I got to see Steven today. Happy day!
Y’all are tired of me doing this, aren’t you? Learning to Code, Part 5.
Well, I had some fun away from the computer when my oldest nephew visited today. He’s a non-stop bundle of energy! We got the air hockey table cleared off for a game. Woof!
And I went to the library and checked out actual, physical books for the first time in eons, rather than eBooks. That was a trip. I had to learn how to use the self checkout thing all over again. I feel like a luddite when that kind of thing happens. I want to shout, “No, I’m not behind the curve, I’m ahead of it!” But the things I needed (technical references) were only available from the library on dead trees, so there you have it. I had to lug home many pounds of paper. Happy I am to be able to check them out, too, as those books are pricey!
Yet another post in the ongoing drama of an old lady learning new tricks, Learning to Code, Part 4. I actually put some of what I’ve learned (not programming, but updated web knowledge) to use and re-formatted my résumé so that it looks much better (to me, anyway).
Today’s main post is at Academy Caritas, Learning to Code, Part 3.
I spent part of the day helping Steven with his new web site, which was fun. I’m looking forward to reading lots of food porn there. Y’all go over and say hello, please?
I stayed up WAY too late last night studying programming. Yes, for fun. That’s my idea of fun, anyway. I’ve been yawning all day as a result, and I should already be in bed tonight because I need to be up early tomorrow. So this will be brief.
I’ve been enjoying correspondence with a dear old friend over the last few days. Isn’t lovely how, with some people, you can be out of touch for a decade and pick right up where you left off as if no time at all had passed?
I got to visit both a bookstore and a library today. I’m a happy bibliophile 🙂
Yet another Academy Caritas post today, Learning to Code, Part 2. That’s what I’ve been doing for most of the day!
The NaBloPoMo prompt for today:
What was your favourite part about returning to school?
That’s not an easy question. It wasn’t cool to acknowledge being happy to return to school each year, of course, so while I was glad, I didn’t really acknowledge it to myself. As a result, it is more difficult to access those memories.
Even though I knew there would be endless amounts of review each year, I was always excited about the possibility of learning something new. After we left Gadsden, I was able to look forward to school library access, too. (The elementary school I attended in Alabama didn’t even have a library, and back then, the Gwinnett County Public Library wasn’t the award winning facility that it is now.)
I also had a secret hope that maybe this would be the year when I would meet someone like me. Someone else who didn’t fit in. Someone who preferred books to most people, who either didn’t go to church or was only there because his or her parents forced the issue, who would be willing to discuss the questions brought up by all the contradictions in the Bible and various church’s teachings (and how preachers and other church leaders actually lived). Someone who didn’t think it was bad to be intelligent, maybe even someone who would admit to daydreaming and making up new stories about people they’d read about, or completely new stories of their own. The kind of people you didn’t run into just because your parents bought houses in the same neighborhood, or went to the same church, or worked for the same company.
I did meet someone who became a dear friend in the first week of my Junior year, on the bus, in fact. She even lived in my neighborhood! I continue to be amazed by the fact that I said something to her first, as she’s far more extroverted than I have ever been. Dorothea is a treasure, and I will always be thankful for meeting her.
Swedish group renames hymen ‘vaginal corona’
…(T)he term hymen is rooted in the Greek word for membrane. Rather than a fragile membrane that breaks, however, the hymen is actually multiple folds of mucous membrane.
The vaginal corona is a permanent part of a woman’s body throughout her life. It doesn’t disappear after she first has sexual intercourse, and most women don’t bleed the first time.
After reading the article, I have to say that I agree with the reasoning as to why there should be a name change, but I don’t really think it’s going to go far. It’s far better to just continue to work on taking virginity off the ridiculous pedestal upon which it has been placed than on trying to replace one word with another.
Via the inestimable : Teaching girls to program
“Kids learning to storyboard, brainstorm, critique, design, pitch ideas, psuedocode, actually code, and make toys do things.”
Doris Lessing, Introduction to The Golden Notebook
Ideally, what should be said to every child, repeatedly, throughout his or her school life is something like this:
"You are in the process of being indoctrinated. We have not yet evolved a system of education that is not a system of indoctrination. We are sorry, but it is the best we can do. What you are being taught here is an amalgam of current prejudice and the choices of this particular culture. The slightest look at history will show how impermanent these must be. You are being taught by people who have been able to accommodate themselves to a regime of thought laid down by their predecessors. It is a self-perpetuating system. Those of you who are more robust and individual than others will be encouraged to leave and find ways of educating yourself--educating your own judgements. Those that stay must remember, always, and all the time, that they are being moulded and patterned to fit into the narrow and particular needs of this particular society."