Magic Pen, a Flash game using REAL PHYSICS!! and crayons. It will keep you up for hours. And hours.
And then, four days later, you’ll finally put down the mouse, gaze blearily at your neglected family, and say something like, “I don’t know who I am. Help me, strange people.”
Finally, after the intervention, you can thank me.
So November, as most of the residents of the internet know, is the month of NaNoWriMo (or National [but really global, I guess] Novel Writing Month). I suck as a writer, which you don’t have to live online to know, and Fussy had a great idea which I am going to use. In lieu of NaNoWriMo, I will wholeheartedly embrace NaBloWriMo, or National [Global] Blog Writing Month.
(Yes, blog is a silly word. I know. I KNOW.)
Anyway, I will update this online journal, which some may call BLOG, or even BLAWG, every day during the month of November. In a perfect world, I will even endeavour to provide a photo every day of the month.
See why you’re going to hate this? Please feel free to avoid the Trog (Tracy’s blog, har har get it?) during November. After all, it’s summer now.
Why are The Wiggles so great? They’re fathers with qualifications in early childhood education, they have a genuine desire to give kids real music instead of cliche nursery rhymes. They carry their own luggage on tour, they’ve sold 12 million DVDs in the US, they perform in front of audiences of thousands and take the time to meet handicapped children before each show.
No parents attend a public meeting about parental involvement in schools. You can’t make this stuff up, people.
A University of Otago group theorise that our inability to use language to process early events is the reason we remember so little of our early childhood: ie. what we remember is based on the language we know at the time of the event. It would explain why very early events are completely forgotten and only patchy memories exist for things that happen as a preschooler.
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