My Annotated Bibliography is posted, whew! This was somewhat intimidating for me, mostly because I've never done anything like it before. I will put this new found skill in my back pocket! I will say that I do understand compiling sources first, it makes sense to make sure you have enough to work with before starting a project. The annotations also seem to serve an dual purpose. Writing those helps assimilate the information in the source you are drawing information from as well as informing your readers of your source material. All of the aspects of this exercise have led to a better understanding of the source material.
I would compare this assignment to walking through at tunnel. At first step all is dark and confusing. With progression more and more light is shed on the reasons we are asked to tread this path. Fruition comes with sunglasses in hand as the beautiful light of understanding is realized.
Now onto the Hypothesis & Outline.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Observations for my brother
Music is a very powerful tool in my life.
You know that old saying "The mind is willing, but the flesh is weak?" Both my flesh and my mind are weak. I think its not a quarter of a mile into any stint on my treadmill that my body starts trying to convince my mind to stop its crazy notions. My mind in turn spends the next quarter of a mile in agreement. This is where I thank God for giving me a spirit....... and an iPod.
You see when my body is adamantly barking at my mind to stop this foolish running business it is my spirit that takes over. In the music, my spirit finds courage. As if lending it wings and breaking the chains of mind and body. Be it the frivolity of Hayden's Trumpet Concerto, the blatant rebellion of Pink, or the vocal prowess in Mozart's Don Giovanni, something in there propels me forward. It is the willingness of the spirit that silences the complaints of the body, it mutes the rationalizations of the mind and allows me to continue, one more step closer to my goal.
You know that old saying "The mind is willing, but the flesh is weak?" Both my flesh and my mind are weak. I think its not a quarter of a mile into any stint on my treadmill that my body starts trying to convince my mind to stop its crazy notions. My mind in turn spends the next quarter of a mile in agreement. This is where I thank God for giving me a spirit....... and an iPod.
You see when my body is adamantly barking at my mind to stop this foolish running business it is my spirit that takes over. In the music, my spirit finds courage. As if lending it wings and breaking the chains of mind and body. Be it the frivolity of Hayden's Trumpet Concerto, the blatant rebellion of Pink, or the vocal prowess in Mozart's Don Giovanni, something in there propels me forward. It is the willingness of the spirit that silences the complaints of the body, it mutes the rationalizations of the mind and allows me to continue, one more step closer to my goal.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
10A
Site creation was not so bad, I think the most challenging part was picking the background color and remembering this is a research site... be dazzler not needed. With that under my belt I decided to start on week 11....cue scary music....Annotated Bibliography....echo, echo, echo.
I asked my husband, who fancies himself a professor, (he teaches PT at the COS Fire Academy) Do you know what a bibliography is? His reply, "Isn't that a story about somebody?" me: "No dear, that is a biography" Oh well, so much for professional intervention.
With immense gratitude I would personally like to send a shout out to the large tree that has given its life so that I can print all of my research. Without you retention would be impossible. My brain is still old school, I need ink on paper to attain proper absorption. On the up side, the stress of this task has chased me back to my treadmill. There is nothing like physical exertion to relieve stress and refocus the mind. Looking at the weeks ahead I should be well trained for our annual Thanksgiving day 5K. Yeah Me!
I asked my husband, who fancies himself a professor, (he teaches PT at the COS Fire Academy) Do you know what a bibliography is? His reply, "Isn't that a story about somebody?" me: "No dear, that is a biography" Oh well, so much for professional intervention.
With immense gratitude I would personally like to send a shout out to the large tree that has given its life so that I can print all of my research. Without you retention would be impossible. My brain is still old school, I need ink on paper to attain proper absorption. On the up side, the stress of this task has chased me back to my treadmill. There is nothing like physical exertion to relieve stress and refocus the mind. Looking at the weeks ahead I should be well trained for our annual Thanksgiving day 5K. Yeah Me!
Monday, October 4, 2010
8B
The intrinsic value of this weeks subject matter was somewhat lost on me. I just could not get my brain to absorb the "Writing in the Sciences" and the "Activists" chapters. I suppose it is my pre-occupation with the upcoming essay and research project that are standing in the way.
I was having trouble finding applications for this weeks information in my own life. The young republican in me has long ago surrendered her political passions to other avenues of dedication, namely parenting. To say nothing of the life experience that seems to have grayed those once black and white lines. I do believe politics are important as they shape policy that will eventually affect my children, it's just that I only have so much capacity for information. With my max occupancy challenged daily it's no wonder that some details face certain, if not unintentional, eviction.
My proverbial cup does indeed runnith over........ with information. I see myself with a giant fish net in each hand, weaving side to side, valiantly trying to catch the overflowing information, like soccer schedules, dentist appointments, and when exactly was our last "date night?"
Somewhere in that picture my research topic is starting to develop. Perhaps "The Affects of Information Overload on Overloaded Mothers with Information Deficit Disorder".... hmmm... might need some revision, don't ya think?
I was having trouble finding applications for this weeks information in my own life. The young republican in me has long ago surrendered her political passions to other avenues of dedication, namely parenting. To say nothing of the life experience that seems to have grayed those once black and white lines. I do believe politics are important as they shape policy that will eventually affect my children, it's just that I only have so much capacity for information. With my max occupancy challenged daily it's no wonder that some details face certain, if not unintentional, eviction.
My proverbial cup does indeed runnith over........ with information. I see myself with a giant fish net in each hand, weaving side to side, valiantly trying to catch the overflowing information, like soccer schedules, dentist appointments, and when exactly was our last "date night?"
Somewhere in that picture my research topic is starting to develop. Perhaps "The Affects of Information Overload on Overloaded Mothers with Information Deficit Disorder".... hmmm... might need some revision, don't ya think?
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