tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post2026809138672468307..comments2023-09-21T08:53:42.554+01:00Comments on blethers: Father knows best?Christine McIntoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14198224025775398453noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post-69626878137928980962008-08-30T14:45:00.000+01:002008-08-30T14:45:00.000+01:00Chris, I gave a listen to the conversation between...Chris, I gave a listen to the conversation between Ewan and the "Canadians". Not having read Ewan's blog previously, I must say that as I listened, I heard a great deal of *you* in him! I so enjoyed listening to the Scottish brogue, (I had to don a pair of headphones in order to listen intently enough to understand...cannot believe the rowdy noise level that sometimes booms through my home!!!) and as I listened, I enjoyed his simple but "radical" teaching thoughts. I do know that here in the US, teachers are evaluated, (perhaps ad nauseum) by achievement of students in testing. Because this seems so useless (in my book) I think that many teachers feel a sense of desparation and begin "poking" their charges to perform. The net result is frustration on both ends...teachers and students. We, as human beings, are all inquisitive by nature. We do long to learn. Just not all at the same rate, nor in the same way. Shame that after all these years, the educational system still is trying to fit those square pegs into the round holes...Katyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06558961417235143567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post-76364684790263476262008-08-29T00:56:00.000+01:002008-08-29T00:56:00.000+01:00To the woman taken in adulteration of the English ...To the woman taken in adulteration of the English language: go and sin no more!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post-588169751232559812008-08-28T23:30:00.000+01:002008-08-28T23:30:00.000+01:00Oh dear. I should have known I'd get into trouble....Oh dear. I should have known I'd get into trouble. In fact, I knew it even as I typed. I shall take the derision like a woman. (Why do we never say that? I smell patriarchy)Christine McIntoshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14198224025775398453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post-63626050606669967682008-08-28T23:12:00.000+01:002008-08-28T23:12:00.000+01:00As usual, I'm not going to say anything ad rem. I ...As usual, I'm not going to say anything <I>ad rem</I>. I simply plead with you not to use <I>mic</I> for <I>mike</I> which has, until fairly recently been the recognised abbreviation for <I>microphone</I>. <I>Mic</I> is pronounced <I>mick</I>, which is a derogatory term for an Irishman, or <I>meek</I>, which is not; <I>mike</I> retains the sound of the initial diphthong and has the added advantage of not bringing my reading to a juddering halt every time I encounter it. Do not, I beg of you, proceed any further down this techno-write road: what profiteth it a person if she gain the worldwide world (sic - not sike) and lose her soul? The <I>mic</I> shall not inherit the earth.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com