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There’s something deliciously old fashioned and rather quaint about the word “modern”.
And that disconnect fits beautifully with the ethos of EML. While the world and its learners change there are some very solid progressive values about learning and community that do not.
It’s great to have educators of this calibre help us come to grips with Confronting EdTech’s Monsters (an Education Week interview with EML-erAudrey Watters) and all the other puzzlements and dilemmas of a world of learning transformed.
Check out the titles in the sidebar for a sense of the breadth and depth of the ideas and issues.
What does the word “modern” conjure in your mind?
My associations tend toward the not so contemporary modernist era – let’s say somewhere between 1885 and 1960. It’s an age that begins with an explosion of mechanical marvels, new technologies and ideologies (automobile, airplane, telephone, radio, telegraph, theory of relativity, theory of evolution, Marxism, and Freud’s views about the unconscious) and a parallel world of art, literature and design that reflected and expressed those changes with experimentation, and by breaking conventions and challenging traditions.
And then the catastrophe of the Great War.
“In the Somme valley, the back of language broke. It could no longer carry its former meanings. World War I changed the life of words and images in art, radically and forever. It brought our culture into the age of mass-produced, industrialized death. This, at first, was indescribable.”
― Robert Hughes, The Shock of the New
Traveller, your footprints Are the path and nothing more; Traveller, there is no path, The path is made by walking. By walking the path is made
And when you look back You’ll see a road Never to be trodden again. Traveller, there is no path, Only trails across the sea. – Antonio Machado
Traveler, there is no road
Traveler, there is no road
Caminante, no hay camino
Traveler, your footprints
are the only road, nothing else.
Traveler, there is no road;
you make your own path as you walk.
As you walk, you make ...
Goodbye to all that
The first day of my new life as an idle good-for-nothing superannuated coffin-dodger (my brother's description of retirees) coincides with the centenary of the first day of the Battle of ...
On the Fifth DayOn the Fifth Day
the scientists who studied the rivers
were forbidden to speak
or to study the rivers.
The scientists who studied the air
were told not to speak of the air,
and the ones ...
Subway Rush HourSubway Rush Hour
by Langston Hughes
breath and smell
black and white
no room for fear.
Hughes published Subway Rush Hour in 1951 part of “Montage of a Dream Deferred”. In "My Early ...
About Those DaffodilsSo there I was, wandering about,
Strolling the gardens, minding my own business
The way one does on an April afternoon
Unencumbered by seder or service,
Thinking random simple thoughts ***
About the world and ...