My Literacy Autobiography

I am one for doing the assignments that I ask my students to do, and I’ll be showing a digital version of my literacy autobiography in class on Wednesday, but I figured it was time to update that version a bit and what better way, but a blog post, so here goes….

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Me, circa 1979

I learned to read before I got to school.  If my own daughter gives any hints into my past, I was always interested in literacy, books, and “being like the bigger kids.” Being the baby in my family by quite a few years, there were lots of older people around me to model literate practices and I studied them to understand the world.  According to my family, I was reading my 3 (the same age as my son) and although I don’t remember bedtime stories or family literacy practices, there were always books around.

I loved writing as a child.  Whether it was learning the abbreviations for the various take out dishes at my aunt’s restaurant to send orders to the kitchen or writing my own illustrated stories, teenie-bopper fiction, or, later, angst filled poetry, I knew I loved to write.  I would enter the yearly creative writing contests in school as well as participating in reading contests at the local library.  Such a love I had for literacy in my early years.  I couldn’t get enough.

Not me (clearly), but a picture not unlike the senior profile picture I took in High School

Not me (clearly), but a picture not unlike the senior profile picture I took in High School

My love affair with literacy was detoured by achievement and the demands of secondary and post-secondary success.  While I continued to thrive in school, thanks to my strong literacy background, I lost the time to read and write for pleasure.  In college, I focused on literature and social sciences in order to make the reading I had to do “count,” aligning the information that I gained with the passions that I had for the stories of others and social justice.

I never learned to read “as a social scientist” or “educational researcher,” but I began to seek readings that would promote more questions than answers and I find that today, I often have to “write myself to clarity” in my thoughts.

Me today, with my littlest one

Me today, with my littlest one

Today, I read for my work, to my children, and as topics catch my attention on social media.  I am still drawn to work that fulfills my desire to hear the voices and stories of others, and that give voice to those that often do not have voice.  My love for literacy has led to a research strand focused on the development of literacy among secondary teachers and has led to lots of reading on the topic.

I suppose that, much like a love affair that begins with passionate infatuation and exploration, but deepens to involve all parts of oneself, sometimes ending in a quiet comfortable ever-present companionship, my literate life has also evolved.  There’s a deep peace in accepting that evolution and the roles that literacy continues to play and will play as I grow and change.

Considering Online Interactions

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Around 15 years ago, when e-mail was my major form of online communication, I remember sending a somewhat entitled e-mail to my Masters thesis advisor who had generously offered her feedback on a draft I had written.  After initially telling her I didn’t need the feedback prior to Spring Break, I had decided I could use the time on my flights to and from my Spring Break destination for revision, and pressed her to leave me the draft before I left for my trip.  She ended up leaving the draft for me before my trip, but it changed our relationship which had previously been very strong and left me feeling awkward (to this day) about my behavior.

Five years ago, I posted something that was innocent (and I thought, innocuous) on my Facebook page about students not posting pictures of their drawings on standardized testing (blank) scratch paper to avoid getting in trouble or getting their teachers in trouble.  A parent saw the post, reported it to the state department of education who launched an investigation into my administration of the test (which cleared me of wrongdoing because I did nothing wrong), causing unnecessary grief to my students and myself.

I bring up these story because lately I’ve been thinking (perhaps over thinking) about my current online identity and interactions.  I’ve also been thinking about the things my students post and the ways they interact with me online.

All this thinking has led me to three questions that I’ve found helpful to answer when I’m about to post something online and that I think might be a helpful guide for my students.

Who is my audience? 

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Who you’re talking to…

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Who actually is reading your post…

So, this question is interesting because in the online world, you often have two audiences: your intended audience (who you want to see your post/ message) and your possible audience (who can actually access your post/ message).

Because of the aforementioned testing incident, I’m hyper-conscious of privacy settings, who can see my stuff and how it might be interpreted which leads me, generally, to under-post, have two twitter accounts (my professional twitter and my more-snarky, but still appropriate, mom and foodie twitter account), keep my Facebook friends as only people I actually know and like and to be careful.

But not everyone is like this.

I was reading through discussion board posts and tweets recently and, in both instances, saw posts/ tweets that were not directed towards me, but that were visible to me.  In both cases, I wanted to respond to the posts, to correct the originator about misconceptions or tone.  Perhaps, the originators of these posts didn’t consider the public (or semi-public) nature of the posts, or perhaps they didn’t find their post offensive, but who sees what you write is something critical to consider, particularly given the pre-professional teacher preparation that I do. That leads me to question #2…

What’s the worst way this could be interpreted? 

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What you look like when someone’s misread your post….

This question is critical.  So often, on the internet, things are taken out of context.  More often than not, people who don’t know you (or don’t know you well) misinterpret your words, tone, intention, etc. to sometimes very real consequences (particularly in the professional world).  I’ve done this to Facebook acquaintances and tweeps, despite trying my best to assume positive intent.

So, I’ve started to prepare myself to do the opposite or think about my words, before I post, and the worst possible interpretation.  Again, this leads to some reservation in posting, and more careful composition, but I imagine it’s saved me a lot of grief.  If I’d had this policy in the two opening incidents, perhaps I wouldn’t have acted in the same way.

Is it necessary to say? 

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Because there’s just so much blah, blah, blah out there

What I mean by this is: 1) Is it worth the effort to try to explain something that could be possibly misinterpreted or to correct someone who possibly didn’t mean what I thought they meant? 2) Is this issue important enough to possibly generate a conversation beyond my initial statement and to weather the implications and fall-out that the conversation might cause? 3) Is it contributing something to someone in some way? and/or 4) Am I in a position where my attempted contribution may actually impact or influence the audience I’m trying to reach? (Even if this is a possibility, I’ll probably go ahead and post)

There’s not definitive answer on a post’s necessity so I eye-ball it a lot.  I’ve stopped engaging in A LOT of political discussions in this election season because honestly, I’m not going to change beliefs on Facebook.  I’d rather discuss my disagreements with a friend over a cup of tea, in person, where I can be present to their humanity.

If I go through these three questions and I end up still wanting to post, then I do, and I deal with consequences and possible misconceptions.  So, now, I’m going to post this and deal with the rest of the work I have left to do today so I can start my weekend. Happy posting!

Walking the Talk: Twitter Chat as Online Pedagogy

twitter-117595__180 Last night was the first time that I actually required extended use of twitter in one of my classes.  For a few years, I’ve required that students establish a twitter account, follow me and follow their colleagues.  I’ve used twitter as a communication tool, to share resources, as an outlet for students to post what’s going on in the classroom (or their exit slips), and I’ve even integrated optional assignments involving twitter chats and one-time required tweets from class.

But, this semester, I’m teaching a Masters course (Introduction to Educational Research) which is meeting online 5 times over the course of the semester.  As part of the online portion of the course, I decided to try holding a 30-minute synchronous twitter chat using our class hashtag (#edp400) to check-in with where students were in relation to their research questions, potential problems of practice, and the process in general.

I’ve always wanted to require a twitter chat in one of my courses since I’ve found them to be one of the most accessible ways to connect with fellow professionals in informal professional development settings.  Everyone’s there to talk about a particular topic.  People are interested, interesting and engaged.  The chat passes quickly and is done before you know it. But, I worried that it might overwhelm my students with its pace, particularly some of my more novice twitter users who had just established their accounts.

After weighing the pros and cons, I decided to try this 30-minute format, with 4 questions.

And….it was actually amazing! While it was rapid-fire, and I’m still not sure (even after spending 30 minutes after the chat trying to look for responses that I hadn’t gotten to during the chat) that I was able to address all the tweets that I wanted to, but from what students reported, they felt better about their topics, were able to connect with others who were investigating similar things, were able to think through problems of practice, and were clearer about where they were in the process.

Victory!

What I am learning through this semester and this process is to push beyond my comfort zone.  I can only grow and experience new things if I am willing to risk confusion, rejection and failure.  In the end, this growth (as painful and difficult as it can be) is inspiring, renewing, and pushing me to be better as a teacher, scholar, mother, and person.