Tuesday, March 31, 2020

To reduce poverty, curriculums must change

Students at the New Brunswick Community College's Trade Education Centre (Photo: NBCC)

“Be ambitious on poverty reduction,” was the recommendation of a recent headline in The Telegraph Journal.

I’m confused. Are you? Wasn’t there grand plan decades ago to reduce poverty, to level the playing field, to make lives healthier and happier? What happened with all that? Certainly the poverty rate has fallen to 7.9% from a 2015 14%, but the ever-elusive ‘they’ and we need to be doing more. So much more.

I’m sorry, but this government, like its predecessor, is failing miserably. One thing that many among us are opposed to is the penalizing of persons on welfare who work/earn money/improve their financial lot in life to meet the needs of their family by having their pittance of a monthly ‘social assistance’ check attached. That’s not okay. It was never okay. It never will be okay.

Current and past governments just don’t get it and I’m not alone in wondering why that is. We have a labour shortage because our education system needs a huge shake-up to the curriculum; it was needed decades ago. Bring back all of those vocational education classes — all of them, updated  to mesh with the times in which we live. We need more tradespeople. We need more nurses’ aides, more people educated and trained in nutrition, health and wellness, particularly focused on elder care health management, in the home, given we have a significant population of elderly and advanced geriatric citizens. The ideal and what they want is to stay in their homes. 

Hands on/learning by doing or kinesthetic learning, beginning in kindergarten and following students right on through to grade twelve and beyond may well be the solution to reducing school absenteeism and the all too predictable dropping out into a life of poverty.  Kinesthetic learning is ideally suited to children with challenges as opposed to the traditional,’sit down, sit still and pay attention to me’ model. Keeping hands and minds busy reduces classroom disruptions and acting out.

In grade school, we start with visual/book learning; read, remember, recite — a commonly practiced method for teaching young children where information starts with picture books, followed by flash cards, and then on to textbooks and all that reading, reading, reading and regurgitation. Take the tests, pass the tests and then move on to the next grade/year until the final destintion is reached. Twelve and done! 

In university, the  teaching and learning landscape changes, with a move to auditory learning, most easily observed in the lecture formats of certain college courses, where students aborb information through listening and note taking. Lively discussions further enhance learning and retention.

It is clear that there are certain situations in which hands-on learning is the only way to teach something. There is no use trying to teach a child to ride a bicycle in a traditional classroom - they need to get outside to try out a bike. Many people argue that doing something is the best way to learn about it, rather than attempting to learn about it from a book. No matter how many books you read about cycling, you are still sure to fall off the first time you try! Miracle of miracles, even I learned how to ride a two-wheeler. But then as I got a bit taller, the balance went to hell. I wasn’t terribly proficient but at least I was able to cross it  it off the ‘to learn’ list. Then there was the learning to skip rope, but we won’t go there. I was all about learning by doing. Skipping wasn’t pretty.

That is why it’s important to bring back the full slate of vocational courses so that those who learn best by doing will have a better chance of staying the course and staying in school. Hanging in and hanging on will improve outcomes. The earlier students learn to think for themselves the better prepared they are to forge ahead as adults when faced with new challenges. Reading and writing and learning facts have their place, obviously; there are any number of professional specialised careers that speak to that, but those who part of that stream appreciate the need for skilled labourers who are good at their jobs and enjoy the work. So, everyone works together to make a community thrive. 
Governments, as they budget for education across the province and across the country need to just stop and look around at what’s missing and what is needed to fix it. All hands on deck for all hands on learning.
There is no doubt that actively involving students will enhance their education. However, hands-on learning is always effective when combined with traditional learning from books. When students see that they’re getting what they want and what they’re interested in, their curiosity naturally expands and they will go on to read and learn more on their own. Teachers need to let go and let grow.

Carla MacInnis Rockwell is a freelance writer and disability rights advocate living outside Fredericton, NB with her geriatric Australian silky terrier and a rambunctious Maltese. She can be reached via email at carmacrockwell@xplornet.ca

Monday, March 9, 2020

Dethroned! My Ms. Fixit crown has been tarnished




For persons with disability, home ownership has challenges not experienced by the non-disabled (NDA).  I cannot mow my lawns, so I don’t! Being countrified, I let them grow wild. The deer and the rabbits and the foxes, oh my, are often seen roaming around the back yard; it’s always fun to watch the deer as they venture closer to see what the dogs are doing in their pen. Recommended as a fire-prevention protection, I do have the back of the property sheared down once a season. I can’t clear the snow in winter, so I don’t! For many years, Wilson Peacock, a lovely gentleman on my road, has been meeting that need. I really appreciate his kindness to me and my dogs;  he goes above and beyond and clears out their pen, making a little path off the ramp that gets covered with snow. Again, something I cannot easily do but I have done it a time or two. Any and all movement that keeps me uprightly mobile is a good thing, so shoveling a bit of doggie ‘do’ off their porch and pen, though not poetry in motion, is a great spine stretching exercise.

Inside the house, I’m able to accomodate the Ms. Fixit role well enough. I haven’t blown anything up yet, having repaired a few lamps and small appliances over the years — once replacing the hose on a portable dishwasher. I can resurrect a crashed computer with a few tweaks. It paid to listen to Stewart, my friend with knowledge of all things computery! If I was more able, with better balance, I think I could really get into carpentry. We need more trades people.

Recently, on a Sunday, I was unceremoniously dethroned and it was entirely my fault. I was cleaning calcium deposit from under the rim in the toilet bowl — a routine task. I also used a screw driver to scrape down into that space in the bowl where deposits collect - the goal was to correct sluggish flushing. Prior to the scrape down, I poured one cup of soda and one cup of vinegar into the toilet and let it rest for an hour. I should have gone for two! I also poured some vinegar  into the over-flow pipe. I learned that trick years ago. Then, it happened.  I got cocky! I should have left well enough alone and gone with the tried and true and exhibited more patience.

Alas, I over-estimated my abilities. I did a stupid, yes, a stupid thing! I used a hammer and ever so gently tapped down into the hole in the bowl. Gently, gently. As I was tapping, I heard what sounded like something falling into the bowl. That wasn't good. Even I knew that!
I stood up. Then I noticed something. Water was leaving the bowl and there was puddling on the floor. Oops. What have I done?

Getting down on my hands and knees is a challenge at the best of times, but I had to investigate again. A big towel took care of the water on the floor and it stayed dry. 

Back to the computer, a scrabble game and online chat with the gang from one of my favourite haunts to share my tale of woe. One guy said “You broke the trap! Turn off the water at once.” Two others chimed in with the same instruction. Check. An internet search found me the one company in Fredericton that was listed as open so I booked an appointment for first thing Monday morning. Morning came so  thought I’d call to confirm. It’s a good thing I did — turns out the guy I spoke with the day had my phone number wrong. As well, they couldn’t fit me in for over a week; that would never do! They referred me to Leachman's Plumbing.

Miracle of miracles, the plumber arrived that afternoon. I’m glad they didn’t laugh when I told them how I was taking care of my bathroom needs since I was dethroned. Mr. Digby, the elder statesdog, supervised plumber Terry from start to finish, following him back and forth as tools of the trade, along with a shop vac, were taken to the bathroom. Then the pièce de résistance — a shiny new ‘throne’ to grace the ‘facilities’ at Chez Rockwell. I should point out that Mr. D never barked once. That is very telling of the character of the guy who replaced the toilet that I broke!

Plumber Terry

Suffice to say, the toilet tale was a learning experience. As to my Ms. Fixit title, I have a bit of work to do to restore my status — perhaps I’ll paint something. No hammer involved.

Carla MacInnis Rockwell is a freelance writer and disability rights advocate living outside Fredericton, NB with her geriatric Australian silky terrier and a rambunctious Maltese. She can be reached via email at  carmacrockwell@xplornet.ca