Ye Olde Blog is thirteen years old today. A teenager on the web can be a dangerous thing, but I am hopeful that although the pace of posting has slowed in the old age of this space, measured thought is replacing youthful exuberance. I also hope that I am not so aged that I start to scream at young blogs to get off my lawn. What does Year 14 hold? I want to be with you here, when I can. A couple of weeks ago, I had several conversations where someone used a term such as red kids.

A blog promoting Design Thinking in K-12 Education. I owe it all to my wife and a little bit of curious wandering. For a mechanical enginerd, Spock-like logical thinker, and excel spreadsheet fanboy, she might have well been an unicorn of cognitive disruption. I followed her on lots of dates to museums and galleries. Those are just solid colors.

A free unconference for educators, by educators. Photos from Edcamp CT 2017. All photos taken and shared by the talented Tyler Varsell. Click here to view the live updating doc. Use this link to access the live updating schedule. Photos from Edcamp CT 2016. All photos taken and shared by the talented Tyler Varsell. Photos from Edcamp CT 2015.

Reflections on learning to help others learn. Contextual Feedback Using GitHub Pull Requests. For using pull requests to provide feedback to students, I wanted to try it this semester. I decided that a screencast would be an easier way to illustrate the steps rather than trying to type every step. This entry was posted in lab activities. As I prepare for the.

Sunday, November 16, 2014. Learning that lives online lives on. As a former middle and high school student from the early 90s, I can empathize with the simultaneous feelings of exasperation, catharsis, and celebration. School, education, learning. Fewish, I would guess.

Abort, Retry, Succeed? You have moved into a dark place. You are likely to be eaten by a grue. For some reason, keeping my teaching blog going has been something that I have not been able to generate consistent momentum on.

A journey of faith and life.

We Are What We Pretend To Be . I can feel it coming to a close. I keep telling myself it is because of the changes in the content I am teaching and structure of my day and the new responsibilities I have this year. I am clinging to that story because it means that maybe there is hope out there somewhere. Maybe my problems are external. Maybe a change would do me good.