Monday, September 17, 2012
The Real Chinese Factory Worker
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Labels: China, Culture, Factory worker, Ted
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Female Chauvinist Pigs and the state of women in society
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Gabby, Claressa and their racial status
Gabby Douglas |
Claressa Shields |
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Labels: African American, color, Culture, Olympics, Poverty, race
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Global Warming and the state of Earth Improvement
I have been looking into global warming a bit lately. It was spawned by the random act of checking out "What's the Worst that Could Happen?" by Greg Craven. He is not an expert, but he plays one in the high school science classes he teaches. He wrote this book to help people think more objectively about, not who is right and wrong, but whether we should take action or not. He is obviously under the opinion that taking massive action immediately is the right way to go. I didn't find his book particularly helpful, but I would agree with one of his thoughts. The truth about what global warming is, how it works, and most of all what it will do to us in the future is not nearly as important as the actions we take or don't take. What I mean is that finding an alternative to using gas in cars is a good thing no matter why you are doing it. Trying to watch and clean what our power plants are spewing into the atmosphere can only be good, and looking into a variety of types of power sources can only be better for our future. Freaking out and rushing changes onto the likely causes of CO2 emissions may do more harm than good if our alternatives use more energy, or loads of money.
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Labels: books, global warming, politics, science
Friday, June 15, 2012
The Beach
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Sunday, May 20, 2012
Artsplosure 2012
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Friday, May 11, 2012
Our Babies, Ourselves
In her book, Our Babies, Ourselves, Meredith Small drives home how unique Western culture, American culture especially, is in the independance it demands from infants. Being the anthropologist she is there are many stories about how infants are treated in other types of cultures and societies from the present day hunter-gatherer to the urban Japanese household. Most of these cultures are more baby centric than the hospital delivery intervention promoting, daycare loving culture America encourages for the most part.
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Labels: anthropology, babies, books, family
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Happiness and Homeschoolers
That is my theory. More time to know yourself, your family, your community, your world, and the opportunity to participate in it, makes for a happier, more giving person. I don't know many adult homeschoolers. The ones I do know tend to confirm that theory. The couple of biased studies out there tend to confirm my theory. But my experiment won't be complete for quite a few years, and I can't wait to see the outcome. Well, I can, I am in no rush for everyone to grow up and leave me, but I will be happy for them to find their place in this world. I hope my contribution to their lives will outweigh the baggage I leave them with, and that they will confirm the satisfaction theory I am inflicting on their lives.
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Saturday, April 7, 2012
Feminine Mystique and the Single Dimension
I began thinking about putting this into words when I came back from visiting Indiana for Christmas. I had spent a good bit of time there without internet, working hard to keep my one-year-old occupied and out of trouble. After my baby turned one in October I had decided to give up my social life. Previously, I had been carting my little one around to book clubs and philosophy meetups, and girls nights out for his first year. Normally he would be cute for 30 minutes, and then sleep and I would be home free, but then locomotion began, and my sweet sleepyhead became a busy wiggly butt. I tried to leave him home, but things began coming up. Todd's schedule was unpredictable, Cory was whiny, and I decided it was better to give up than be disappointed. I was really very happy with that decision for several months, but I coasted along a few months too many before being mindful of the toll my one-dimentional-ness was taking on me. It was on the way home from Christmas that I decided I needed to salvage my social life.
The single dimension is a place a few moms can be and still be very happy with themselves. It can be rewarding when your children are young and really in need of you, making you feel important. The single dimension is what happens when you are one thing. For me it was mother, but if your single dimension leaves you with only being an auto mechanic, I can't imagine that being very satisfying either. We all are saddled with the main thing we are. Whether that be a career, or a relationship. And while many people take great pride in their main vocation, few people are satisfied being defined only one way. Take the group of people I tend to run with. They are mostly women, and a man or two, who have chosen to educate their own kids, so they are with their kids alot of the time, but rarely is "Mom", "Dad", or "Home educator " their only dimension. I have mom friends who are runners, like me, lobbyists, artists, dancers, teachers (in a classroom, I mean), and many other things. They are immensely interesting people.
Since I have become mom to yet another toddler. My "mom" dimension has become somewhat overwhelming. I can no longer have long conversations with the other interesting women at home school groups. I can't take Cory to book club, I can't take him to philosophy meetup, or a movie. I feel chained to wiggly butt. I realized when we were driving back from Indiana how much my brain had suffered from intense immersion with a toddler for just that week. It was a week after the Christmas trip before my brain could function well enough to formulate an interesting thought, let alone string a few solid sentences together to express it to others, and I felt diminished.
Which brings me to the Feminine Mystique. This is one of the key books that spawned the feminist movement in America. It was written in 1963 by Betty Friedan, and while I am rather disconcerted by modern feminism, this original feminist treatise has loads to say about my one-dimensional condition. I won't even get into most of those gems here (so please read it). Some people have said that in this book Friedan tells all women to go out and get a job. Some people have taken this encouragement and run with it, pressuring women to leave their kids and get mundane, unsatisfying jobs they don't care about, and then expecting them to feel fulfilled. That is completely missing the point. Take the quote below:
pg 344 "But a job, any job, is not the answer - in fact, it can be part of the trap. Women who do not look for jobs equal to their actual capacity, who do not let themselves develop the lifetime interests and goals which require serious education and training, who take a job at twenty or forty to 'help our at home' or just to kill extra time, are walking , almost as surely as the ones who stay inside the housewife trap, to a nonexistent future. If a job is to be the way out of the trap for a woman, it must be a job that she can take seriously as part of a life plan, work in which she can grow as part of society."
Friedan doesn't specify which kind of job or how many hours or the pay. We women, and society have put our own pressure on ourselves to be engineers and CEOs. Women should have those opportunities, but we should not have to balance out men in those positions if we choose not to. I personally would hate the life of the CEO. I know my calling is to work with kids in foster care or in the context of adoption. I want kids to get good stable homes, because I think that is vital to societies all over the world. Being a CEO of some fortune 500 company would distract me from what I feel is really important, but doing paper work for my own personal adoption, or volunteering with Guardian Ad Litem, would make me feel closer to the work I find so important. Yes, maybe when my kids are older I will get a masters in social work, and get an actual paying job in such a field, but I never see myself as a full time career person. Honestly, if I felt like I had to punch a clock and put in 40 hours somewhere in order to further the cause of feminism, I would abandon it. I think it is wonderful that women have choice these days. My husband does as well. He knows that if I do work in the future it will very likely never be full time, or normal. I want to be available to my kids, have a flexible schedule, and do unique things with my time that I feel really make a difference. I would even do without material possessions for such an opportunity. My husband is good at making money for us. I am not. It would detract from both of our lives if I insisted that I go out and have a job.
Right now making myself a multidimensional woman is having the chance to put together thoughts that I find interesting and sharing them with others on my blog. It is getting a babysitter and going to the philosophy meetup to talk about interesting things with educated people. It is running more than once a week. It is making sure I always have a book on hand to expand my knowledge of the world around me and then reading it. It is giving Todd the kids and going out with just the girls. It is making sure I know I have plans for the future, and that my toddler will not dominate my life forever. Yes, I do have to make certain sacrifices for the sake of todderhood. He will drag out all of my measuring cups just after I put away all the pots and pans he previously drug out. But his mama is not all that I am. And thanks to teamwork, with a really understanding husband, I am becoming more in touch with all of my dimensions.
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Sunday, April 1, 2012
Arin
Last week I sent off the final report to our adoption agency regarding the welfare of the child we adopted through them from India. We were required to send reports that would make their way to the Indian government for five years after we brought him home. When Arin first came to us that seemed like a long time. I could never have imagined then what our life would have been like when I sent off that last report five years later. I could not have imagined that concurrent with sending the report I would have been sending our I-600A to US Citizenship and Immigration in anticipation of another child or children entering our family. I would not have guessed that I would be working on yet another dossier for yet another adoption. I would not have guessed I would be presently trading e-mails with the same social worker (the best ever) whom I peppered with questions about the first batch of adoption paperwork I ever made my way through. The social worker that told me that YES, Arindam was ours, may soon tell us that another child will be ours as well.
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Saturday, March 10, 2012
My Unpopular View on Adult Beauty Pageants
I recently read a blog post a woman wrote that expressed her revulsion for beauty pageants and connected them to most evils that were ever done to women. As a matter of fact the writing of women ragging on pageants is very plentiful on the internet. I just checked. The thing I was most interested in, however is an actual link between beauty pageants and violence against women, or low self esteem, or any negative outcome for women. I like proven facts. In this case, there appear to be very little proven connection between any of the above. I believe this is one of those cases where feminism has done women a disservice, limited their options and unfairly pitted women against each other. Let me elaborate.
1. If my daughter desired to be in a beauty pageant I would completely understand. As a matter of fact two good friends of my husbands' were in a pageant years ago and they had a good time buying new clothes, making new friends, and for a short time enjoying the limelight. It was fun for both women. Similarly, I could completely understand the draw my daughter would see in being able to buy new fancy clothes, do her hair and makeup and act like a superstar for an hour. She would also get to practice public speaking and hone a specific talent. What a unique experience! Neither I nor my husband would force her to, and we would be completely happy with whatever the outcome was. We would encourage her to do her best, just like in anything. Whether she chose to to it again would be up to her. Do I think she would be more likely to be raped because she participated, No. Do I think others might be raped because she participated, No. Do I think she would feel worse about herself if she participated, not if her father and I helped her understand her feelings if any self esteem issues came up, but I believe more than likely she would see the other girls involved in the pageant and realize that she had advantages over some and not over others. Just like all of us women see in real life. I don't think she will participate in a pageant and then suddenly fall victim to a high pressure world of constant pageant performance, especially if I am a responsible parent and help her understand society and her emotions. As far as parents who do pressure young girls to participate in the pageant circuit, I think there are many negative affects to that scenario on children, but those effects are as much related to the parental pressure as the pageants themselves. Also, I feel she would be most likely to be raped if I didn't educate her on male/female relationships, which leads to my second point.
2. If we expect society to teach our girls what to be proud of and how to act we will be disappointed. Society pays actors and models much more than humanitarians, and loves to publicize scandals. Our girls will have to be in charge of their own self esteem just like the rest of us. My daughter will have to choose to be happy, or dwell on her shortcomings, and I will have to show her how to do that. All of us fall somewhere on the beauty continuum, and we have to come to terms with that place, whether it is fair or not. Some of the aspects of our position we can change. We may choose to drop some pounds to help our appearance and our health, or try a new makeup to even out our complexion. We may not. Regardless, it is a choice we make, and it is something we can choose to work within or to obsess over. My job as a mom is to help my daughter navigate all of the input she is getting from the world, pageants included, and teach her confidence no matter what she hears and sees. The same applies to my boys.
3. One thing that is rather disturbing is that this attitude toward pageants and women who compete in them brings to light one of the negative aspects of womanhood. The fact that sometimes women hate beautiful women. I know that there are girls who look good who are lonely and hurting because others assume these girls have their lives put together just because their appearance is. It is a sad form of war against our own kind. We ought to be confident and proud of our own style choices and celebrate the fact that others are free to express themselves through fashion as well. If they rock an outfit better than we do, or use fashion to help them win a scholarship rather than just to clothe themselves for a trip to the store we should accept their freedom to do so.
Yes, the women do wear swimsuits, but pageants have tried to show other sides of women besides poise and fitness as well. We gloss over the fact that women in pageants are often talented, well-spoken, and care about philanthropy, all of which is usually displayed in the pageant. Pageants are not for everybody, and they are not an opportunity open to everyone. In our current equality loving state of affairs in America we tend to want to impose mediocrity on those who have too much potential for our own comfort. As a 5'2", ok-looking, thirty-something I am fully aware that pageants are not an option for me and I am good with that, GREAT, actually because the whole prissy makeup and hair-do part of the pageant is not my style. I think pageants present great opportunities to those who want to and can participate in them, however. Women need to take responsibility for their own self-esteem, teach their children to do the same, and let fellow women pursue their dreams, whatever they are.
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Sunday, March 4, 2012
The Beginning of Modern School, and How Little Has Changed
One of the more fascinating of the chapters in what is becoming a favorite book of mine: "American Childhoods" by Joseph E. Illick is the chapter about urban middle class childhood in industrial America. There are quaint facts about how children were raised in this environment and how the roles of the family members were changing from the farm families of the previous generation. Interesting, but the most intriguing information to me was about school. These institutions were just coming in from their farm community existence. While they used to be someplace to send the kids in winter to do some basic learning of reading, arithmetic and respect, they were now coming into the city to have a unique function in forming the community necessary for factory life. Along the way some sacrifices were made.
Pg 69: "The family, which in earlier centuries had been the primary economic, educational, and emotional unit in its residents' lives, was diminished and mutated by these losses; its major function became an emotional and nurturing one. Meanwhile, schools were assigned a mission they could seldom fulfill."
Schools from the beginning were facing a daunting challenge and the most effective and efficient way they knew to fulfill their mission became a strict hammering of knowledge into stationary, quiet children:
Pg. 69: "Historian Pricilla Clement observes: 'Classrooms were scenes of military-like drill and were staffed by teachers who commonly attributed 'intellectual failure' to 'moral laxity'."
The schools quickly became, not just the imparter of knowledge but the molder of the entire lives of students and the changers of American youth for the foreseeable future, for better or worse.
Pg. 71: " High schools emulated the social as well as the academic practices of colleges, and in extending control over extracurricular life they did even more to undermine student autonomy. Simultaneously, the young people's movements that already existed in the churches were greatly expanded, and in the course of this growth every effort was made to take over the spare time activities of youth."
Pg. 73: "Schools could, however, be places of order and discipline. This would not be an easy achievement in high schools if adolescents were the turbulent creatures described by Hall, yet that was the rationale for taking charge. It is clear that control was an important issue. But given American frugality when it came to funding education, order and discipline would have to be achieved in heavily populated classrooms, usually by undereducated teachers.
The critiques of this first government organization of school are eerily similar to critiques we hear regularly in the present.
Pg. 73: " Educator John Dewey, addressing what he saw as a conflict between liberty (for creativity) and order, in 1900 condemned the suffocating regimen, the enforced passivity, the mass audience approach of the typical classroom and called for an ideal school as an enlargement of the ideal home: ' The life of the child becomes the all-controlling aim.' Psychologist Arnold Gesell, once a student of G. Stanley Hall's, argued in 1912: 'Nature endowed the six-year-old with an impulse to investigate, pry into and discover. Some primary schools are veritable tombs of deadened curiosity and initiative.'"
Pg. 74: "Characterized by testing and the consequent categorization of student, a practice running counter to the ideals of Dewey and Gesell, schools focused on reading, arithmetic, language, spelling, penmanship, and geography. 'We went to school for facts and got them,' recalled Henry Seildel Canby. Students sat still and silent. Corporal punishment was on the decline, at least officially, but the atmosphere was repressive."
Pg. 74: "If schools simulated society in some ways, they contributed to changing it in others, most notably by age grading students. Nowhere was this more apparent than in the high school. Despite class, ethnic, and gender differences, the isolation of peers together at a time in the student's life when identity was in process of formation led to group conformity and homogenization of thought: by providing mutual reassurance through mutuality if interests, it also eased the way from childhood to adulthood. "
Reading this the first time and realizing that the problems we find in schools now have always been present was eye-opening for me. It is lovely that reformers have ideas that will be good for students, and make them more productive citizens. Am I going to wait around for schools to implement these changes? No. Apparently reformers have never been taken seriously when it comes to education. I don't see the point in expecting reform during my lifetime. I also don't know how effective mere reform could be on a institution that has never accomplished its goal very well, and now in current times is completely outmoded. It seems to me that school needs to be scrapped and rebuilt from the ground up. I love learning, and I think it is vital, but these days we must take a different approach. School relies on students memorizing facts, and becoming adults that are homogenous, and agreeable to an industrial societal system, but this is no longer useful in the world today. Every fact we could want to know is at our fingertips. It is a complete waste of time to memorize the year North Carolina became a state when every one of our kids will have a smart phone capable of isolating this information in seconds. Our kids now need to learn how to get to that information and what to do with it in a variety of situations so they are relevant to the job world. The theme I keep hearing when I look at information about the modern job market is flexibility. Take this quote I read recently in the modern business magazine "Fast Company". pg. 66 "From classrooms arranged in rows of seats to tenured professors, from the assembly line to the way we promote executives, we have been trained to expect an orderly life. Yet the expectation that these systems provide safety and stability is a trap." This came from an article by Robert Safian called "Generation Flux". The whole point of this extensive article was that the current generation is facing competition in businesses that blow through business models like like my kids go through Cheetos. Individual people are switching from jobs in the private sector to government to self employment to working for a major corporation, and this is normal. People are not just teachers or lawyers or factory workers. They evolve and change. While this idea completely freaks out people from my parents generation, those in my generation are getting used to it, and our kids will find it normal. What does the current school situation have to contribute to people facing careers that are undefined. Very little.
I know everyone has had that stimulating teacher they still remember: that glimpse of hope in the dismal cavern that is school, and that is great. I know there is that wonderful freedom-writer type teacher who is willing to buck the system and sacrifice her marriage to inspire some lucky kids to write. That is great, but that is the exception. Even with these glimmers, there are huge problems in the current system of education, and I don't have all the answers. I think one step in the right direction would be to allow parents to choose where the money that is attached to their children is spent, because parents often see what their kids need to succeed better than the slow, rutted system. I think competition among schools may inspire some of the creative thinking that is necessary to help our modern children compete. I believe that charter and magnet schools are a good sign, but just a beginning. I know that the kid in a home where the parents don't care about his education is going to have a tough time of it no matter what. His parents won't encourage him now in the current system, and they won't choose to send him to a better school in the voucher system. That is a tough one. Maybe his poor school will shut down and force his parents to send him to a better school because that is the only place the bus is going. Some kids will have it tough no matter what system we have. I am sorry for those kids, and I wish I could help their parents understand that their kid needs their support, even if all that means is they take five minutes between their work shifts to show an interest in what their kid is doing in school.
I know how hard parents who care have to advocate for their children in the current system. So I can imagine how hard it is for the kid who doesn't have an advocate. I am one of the lucky parents. I married a guy who has chosen to work hard and make enough to allow me to teach my own kids. I am really blessed and I know it. I would love for all kids to have the freedom to learn that my kids have. There are people who do have faith that schools can rise to the challenge. One example is this essay written by Seth Godin. It goes into the history of school a bit, gives critiques of the current system and then some suggestions. It is a bit redundant, but it has good insight if you want another perspective.
School has become a roadblock to success that parents these days are forced to combat as much as anything. As with most things entwined with the government, the road to making it a real contribution to kids' lives is going to be long and rough. I hope one day the reformers will win out and every kid will have equal access to an education that truly unlocks their potential in a quickly changing world.
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