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Late April Thursday Attire. . .

 



A cold but sunny morning here in Mid-Michigan with a heavy frost during the night.  Items for today include a vintage overcoat from Botany 500 that I found in my favorite thrift-/charity shop for less than US$10 about ten years or so ago when we still lived in the wilds of Central Illinois (Bloomington-Normal).  

The necktie for today is a navy grenadine from Chipp by the way, in contrast (?!) to yesterday's wool number, which was also navy.  A bit matchy-matchy with the shirt and pocket square this morning, sure, but otherwise a not unpleasant combination of items.

Tomorrow is the final day of the Spring '22 semester.  While today is relatively easy with just a few things to take care of, tomorrow I will be swamped with about 150 semester reflections.  Provided they follow directions laid out in the assignment prompt (and not everyone does), students will revisit and assess their learning for the last 15 weeks.  In keeping with pedagogical thought about the practice of metacognition (thinking about your thinking), I routinely ask my students to look hard at what they have done so far in the course each week, what they are doing currently, and how they might improve their learning practices as we move forward through the course.

A large part of this capstone self-assessment involves students looking honestly at their independent and team work habits and related choices during the term relative to weekly independent assignments, related student learning team collaboration, and three collaborative projects that teams develop and submit at key points during the semester.  While some of these final reflections are fairly pedestrian, as you might expect, others make for interesting examination.  You can easily see that some students take the assignment seriously and have put consider time, thought, and effort into their work, which is rewarding.  

But when you multiply five or six pages, or five to six  minute voice recordings or videos -- I give students creative leeway in  keeping with Universal Design for Learning tenets -- by 150+ submissions, well, that's a lot of reading, listening, and or viewing for the next week or so.  Whew!

-- Heinz-Ulrich


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  1. Love the navy tie against the pastels of the shirt. Cozy with a spring feel!

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