Fig. 1. Somewhere along Dyke Road yesterday morning I had this thought ...
I had a thought on 'the evil of e-learning' as I drove my daughter to her final A' level exam. She was flicking through some revision notes on cards and intermittently going to her phone to listen to clips of John Donne she was hoping to remember. A bit of e-learning there. I meant to write down the thought but was driving. Six hours later it comes to me again, I write 'e-learning is evil' as the title of one of these posts (I use my student blog as a learning journal and portfolio) and my wife bursts in with some exciting news that I am eager to here and not wanting to be rude I'm sure the thought will wait ... but no, it had gone.
I'm reflecting on this now in the hope that it'll come back to me ... I may have to drive out to my daughter's school simply to see if that jogs my memory. I'd like to think the idea I had was profound, but I've lost it for the moment. I need to get those parts of my brain that were active at the time re-aligned ...
Four years and seven OU modules and a passing thought about the nature, possibilities and weaknesses of e-learning comes and goes.
It'll come to me.
Everything will need to be as it was yesterday. I'm unlikely to have my daughter in the car if I drive out there ... she's done with school I guess during the exam she got a text from Glyndebourne to ask if she'd do an afternoon shift which is where her Mum took her in the afternoon - so much for celebrating!
There was something about the moment, reflecting on the end of her secondary education and what she's gained or achieved, the relevance of her circumstances and who she is ... using her iPhone to scroll through podcasts of readings of John Donne ... with sets of handwritten cards. The radio was off; I knew it would have been a distraction. I didn't speak. All the more reason to having given my head the chance to think, where there is a chance there is more activity internally and less competition from external inputs.
Was that it?
E-learning externalising the knowledge and spoon feeding someone else's interpretation of the answer? E-learning as the 'ready meal' of education? That learning the product of a collection of images and impressions? That a tricky quotation my daughter was trying to get to stick, like a PostIt note to the back of her head would forever be associated with the myriad of ways in which she was introduced to the passage, wrote it down, re-wrote it selectively from her A' Level English folder, and was now, in her way, listening to it and reading her handwritten revision card ... and that yes, on quizzing her in the evening over supper she'd referred to the quote as well and was quite chuffed with the whole experience.
This is it.
That e-learning risks stripping out a mass of personalised contexts that make the learning memorable and personal, and even worthwhile. Looking back on my seven modules (so far) with the Open University everything done online (and I have thousands of posts and thousands of screen-grabs and notes on it) on reflection, risks having been very clinical. Not all of it. Not always. But the idea of learning online 'by joining the dots' scares me. What's the use of that?
I'm going to have to go and sit in the car.
If I'm still stuck then when I drive my daughter to work later this morning I may see if any of it comes back to me. There is method to this; I know from years of clawing back dreams, those most wispy of experiences, that the closer you recreate the very moment of thought, the more likely enough parts of your brain will fire up to bring it back ... or, in the neurological sense, to recreate an approximation of the thought.
We did speak. Something about exams. The stress, value and differentiation in grading of them. She spoke about Lear, I spoke about Hamlet. In the back of my mind I was reflecting on the benefit or otherwise of our children having their parents both together and at home. We've not been sticklers for revision, rather enablers, helping them see the value and need to get on top of their subject, and to help them or allow them to vary the pace by still seeing friends, getting out, some footie or the gym ... I wonder though if streaming TV series and movies back to back will be my son's undoing; yet I recall I would often have had the radio on as my companion to revision. We'll see. I know that what works is the ability to focus; if you want it to the brain will tune out the distractions.
E-learning is massive and complex. It's neither a panacea, nor an absolute. Can it be too clinical though? The context in which we learn, engaging all the senses, has a profound impact on how and if we form a memory and can then keep it.
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In our family there is a joke that a number of our siblings have sat numerous GCSEs because they have been so involved with their children's schooling. With two it was a raging success (A* and top at uni) and some a disaster that lead to rows and resentment. We have chosen to guide and encourage but ultimately it is up to them, wobbley about this path but the boys have always been encouraged to think for themselves and given a voice.
I personally think e learning is sterile, I feel more of an observer who isn't engaging on the same deep level with the text especially when flipping back a few pages to find the context for a characters behaviour. Anyhow I hope you track down your errant thought soon.
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Hi Cathy,
Thanks for this. Failing to capture that errant thought may not be such a bad thing. I seem to be pulling in a complex and constructive weave of thoughts in the mean time. As one of four, I can see how differently we can and did respond to education and how events and personalities tripped us up or enabled us ... with only two my direct experience is limited though my sister's five demonstrate how each one is unique and possible, purposively, diametrically different to their siblings ...
'Sterile' is apt; I'd be more forgiving ... 'clinical'.
Apt as I am very aware of wonderful of examples of e-learning used in the education of Junior Doctors where understandably we expect them to know, to perfection, the bits and bobs of the human body.
'Sterile' is apt in any of the humanities where interpretation negates any kind of 'tick box' approach that might suit the costings of the assessment process but utterly fails the need for considerable discussion and interpretation.