Thursday, December 31, 2015

Yeah, I actually sometimes wake up thinking this kind of thing.

Life is trivia but life is not trivial. There, how about that?

Can we reconcile this? First, let me note that I have no particular proof that life is not trivial, I'm not a philosopher, and on a universal scale, anything that happens on this little planet, even, oh I don't know, say the actual genuine son of an actual genuine god being tortured, killed, and ascending to something called heaven (I'm just making this up, of course), is pretty darned trivial.

That's beyond the scope of what I'm prepared to handle here (and in all likelihood ever), so we're left with a couple of issues to deal with. First, let's stipulate that life is not inherently trivial, because otherwise what is the point of writing this. Next, let's make sure everyone understands that with very few exceptions, real life is indeed trivial; it's mundane at its core. I know everyone has big events that happen, and sometimes even things like a math test or needing to go to the bathroom seem really really important, but they're not. Life is not a highlight reel.

It's also important to note that in the age of information, the sheer volume of stimuli that we encounter each day tends to make each individual one less significant and inherently more trivial. That's just math, and it makes it harder to find the meaningful stuff.

So the question facing us as human beings is, how, if you care to, do you construct a meaningful life out of trivia? In simpler times (which really existed by the way, I remember them) it was not as difficult to sort things out. There just wasn't as much noise to contend with.

Someone once said to me, I think it was my father, who heard it from someone else, "Spend a life." Spend your life. In other words, treat it the same way you would treat, for example, spending money. How are you going to spend each hour, minute, second of each day to have the kind of life you want to have?

I can't answer that for you. It really isn't even necessary to want to have some particular kind of life. Stuff will happen whether or not you do. I spent 40+ years that way, and though I had some fun and some good experiences, I can't say it was a particularly rich and rewarding way to live.

What I've learned since is that the important part of avoiding triviality is trying to avoid it by seeking meaning, whatever the hell that means. My current motto is "Be where you are, do what you're doing." Although the thought isn't original, I didn't take that line from anywhere. But it seems to me that that's what it's about. Don't be distracted by all the bullshit. Don't spend the day looking at what other people are doing any saying. It's fine to check in, but that's all. Don't be captive to everything going on around you, don't go FOMO, be present.

At the same time, and this may seem to completely contradict what I just said, look outside yourself. Being in your head all the time isn't a path to anywhere. How do you interact with the world around you? Do you take it in? Do you participate in it somehow? There are many things, sounds, messages, videos trying to catch your attention, but you can control where your attention goes. It isn't any more complicated than that.

I feel like I've been very lucky, because I've had good helpers in getting myself out of my head, and teaching has been the perfect antidote, because you have to be completely focused on the students. But that's just what works for me. Everyone has to find their own way. Just be where you are and do what you're doing.

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Typing

I'm sure in the wake of the apparent hoaxical closing of the LA school system, there will be criticism for the disruption the closing caused to the many thousands whose children attend the school It's not fair to do that though unless you at a minimum weigh the whole Type I versus Type II error matrix.

A Type I error would be to close the schools because of a hoax and cause massive inconvenience (and I'm sure financial harm to some). In that that case the Type II error would be to let people go to school when there really were bombs there.

Which error would you rather make? To do this intelligently, you need to weight the probabilities involved, but when you make a binary choice like that (close or don't close are the only alternatives) you have to look at both sides and try to be smart.

I actually use this kind of decision-making all the time If I have a 50-50 choice and I can't decide between the right choices, I assume that I'm going to be wrong and decide which way I'd rather screw up. It's proved a good guide for me; it's one of the few actual life skills I learned in business school.

Monday, December 14, 2015

Catching up

I know, I already missed a day. Just by a few minutes though. And I did write both 20 report cards and a thesis statement for someone else's term paper. But still, I know I messed up.

It's not like I didn't have anything in my head to say. It's just that there was too much of other people's stuff in my head as well. That's kind of my issue.

I did get out for a 12 mile bike ride today. Only had 3 cars almost hit me. I should tell any of you who are inexperienced drivers of have children who are- stay off the road until after Christmas! People are crazy this time of year. It's really dangerous to be on the road, even in a car.

Seven more school days until break. Hope I make it. Actually, I'm fine. I hope all the nonsense around me subsides a bit, but I'm okay.

Saturday, December 12, 2015

Today is the first day of the rest of my day.

I'm tired of writing about how I don't write in my blog anymore. So I am promising my self to write something every day, even if it's not significant, just to get my writing needs satisfied.

This week was the first chapter of the second volume of the Barrack School Year 2015-16 trilogy. I got a new class, with 16 students, almost none of whom I know. It's hard for a student to understand how exciting and terrifying that is for a teacher. I don't mean that I'm scared by it, but I get the kind of terror that actors describe getting before going on stage. Are they going to like me? Am I going to like me? Am I going to like them?

The last question isn't really a question. Even the most challenging class is stimulating and enjoyable for me. If you asked me for a preference between teaching middle versus upper school, I'd always say upper school. But I am hugely enjoying my 7th grade class, as I've enjoyed every 7 grade class I've taught.

Meanwhile, I need to write report cards. So the genesis of starting to blog again is procrastinating other writing. That's okay; whatever work.