Wednesday, 29 November 2023

Otherwise...

 Otherwise...


Hi Readers,

Well, two posts in less than a week ! You can certainly tell that someone is not at work. 
To be honest, although I haven't been at work this week following operations to my hand and my shoulder, I have waited until I have caught up on all schoolwork that was in front of me before starting this. And upon reflecting on that last sentence, why do I feel guilty about putting work before this? I definitely know which one I like doing more!!

I'm still typing with one hand, to be more precise, one finger, so this post might be a lot shorter than usual.

Where does the inspiration for this post come from? Does it even make sense ?
Well it does to me, and I'll try to weave it into something readable, so be patient with me.

It all started when I was having one of my regular FaceTime calls with our 3 year old Grandson, Henry on Saturday night.
The usual babble and banter was going on between the two of us, probably more from me than him. I can't even remember what we were talking about when this exchange took place, but it went something like this.



"Have you been swimming in your pool today Henry ?
"Yes Pop. I did a big jump and splashed Daddy"
"Did you land on Daddy?"
"No Pop, I can't do that, otherwise he will get hurt"

Did I hear that correctly?

A 3 year old using the word 'otherwise' correctly in a sentence? And he used it just as if he was using the word cat, dog, and, car, truck etc.
It was used as if it was just another common and everyday word that he always uses.

That's why I can't exactly remember what it was that we were talking about, but I definitely remember that he used 'otherwise' !! I mentioned it to his parents and commented at how impressed I was, but also it was a great reflection on them as parents and the way that they do everything they can to enable him to develop in so many ways.

It even had me thinking that he has a better control of the English language at 3 years of age than his Pop does at 60 !

S, hearing this got me thinking about a few other things that I've been noticing over time, but just haven't had a context or connection to use them in.

Until now.

As you'd all mostly be aware, kids at school use so much technology. Our kids have ipads that they probably use just as much as their workbooks. Think about yourself. How much do you actually write in books compared to how much you use a device?
We can be as critical as we want about this, but it's just the way the world is changing these days. I look at Henry and actually wonder how much handwriting will be a focus compared to typing as he grows up?

In my own class I see handwriting that is exemplary, and other samples that could easily pass as doctor prescriptions. That's not being critical, it's just how it is.
When using the ipads I have noticed the kids are often so impatient waiting for a screen or site to load, that they often reload or delete things before they have even the slightest chance to appear. They get frustrated if something hasn't loaded in just a few seconds, whereas I see the download wheel spinning and am content to wait.
It seems that in this day and age we are becoming so accustomed to getting things immediately that even just the slightest period of waiting is unbearable.


My response when they do this ? I use the 'otherwise principle'.
eg "How about you just wait a few seconds, OTHERWISE you'll spend even more time doing it all again?"
Or "How about you just wait for this page to load, OTHERWISE you might end up on a different page that won't have what you are looking for?"

It's about being prepared to persist with other options rather than blindly following the very first option that presents to us. And I could confidently predict that when we look back on decisions that we have made in our lives they haven't always been the first options presented to us. Particularly in making decisions that are really important and that require exploring all or many possibilities.
In a previous post I discussed decision making and how we need to consider the effects of our decisions on all stakeholders. "I need to make this decision OTHERWISE..."

Just hearing this gem from little Henry a few days ago has been that slap in the face I need from time to time to remind me to think carefully before rushing into decisions. I'm sure that he wasn't thinking about the consequences "of landing on Daddy and hurting him" as he jumps into the pool, but the discussions have obviously been there and held in such a way that he understands them and they are embedded.

Hopefully this lesson is then transferred to other situations in his life where he is able to consider more 'OTHERWISE' moments that he will no doubt encounter in his everyday life.
This is not just a learning experience for a 3 year old Readers, I see it as a great learning experience for all of us.
How many times have you seen someone do or say something, and you are left pondering, "What on earth were they thinking???"



I think my colleagues think that about me many times every day !

I was listening to a radio interview this morning about the miners in India who have been trapped in a mine collapse for the past 17 days.
When it first occurred, a collection of smart engineers sat around and tried to figure out the best way to rescue them without causing further collapses. No luck initially until they reached out to one of the chief engineers who comes from Monbulk, on the outskirts of Melbourne. Rather than having some whizz-bang intricate plan, he kept it simple.
He implemented the OTHERWISE idea.
"This is what we'll do, OTHERWISE we risk losing them all, plus many rescuers"
He wasn't even prepared to sacrifice 1 or 2 miners in order to save the rest, such was the belief in his well thought out and considered plan.
By now they had managed to get a narrow pipe through to the miners so that they could communicate and get food and water to them.
His plan?
"What we need to do is get them to slowly, but carefully dig by hand just 100mm a day in order to maintain the strength and integrity of the rest of the mineshaft"

It must have sounded like this would take forever, but he had taken the time to consider so many options, OTHERWISE...

Who knows what the consequences might have been had they decided to bore in and risk the lives of everyone?

Readers, I'm not suggesting that we all go out and try to save the world. 
But if you can, then we will all be grateful!

What I'm suggesting, and what I took from what Henry said, and what I heard on the radio is that at times we could try to be less reactionary, and perhaps stop to think about things before responding. It doesn't mean that in an extreme emergency you go and make a coffee, open a packet of Iced Vo Vo's and calmly sit down to plan what to do next.
It's just to try and respond more rationally and in some ways, choose your battles.
I know this happened to me just last week when a kid at school did something that initially made me really annoyed, and just as I was going to tick him off, I stopped and just said those words to myself..."Is this worth the battle?"
And it wasn't, because in reality it was minor, and I was letting an ant become an elephant.

So Readers, two posts in a week, and who knows what could happen tomorrow ?
Time to rest this one finger that has typed this entire post and read some books to find some inspiration for the next post.

Otherwise...

Cheers 😁

















Saturday, 25 November 2023

Photographs and Memories

 Photographs and Memories



Hi Readers,

Once again an extended break between posts, but with end of year reports, school camp and a few other interruptions I have had to prioritise things a bit more, as much as I love doing this. There you go, a pitiful attempt at an excuse!!!



 Not so sure about how lengthy this will be (Hooray I hear you say !!) because I'm doing this one handed and it's a real pain trying to do capital letters as I can't always reach 'Shift" and the letter I want capitalised.
"Why don't you use Caps Lock" then?
Easy to say, but when it is a habit to automatically do it one way, it doesn't come easily to suddenly do it another.
And why one handed? And why is it a pain? You'll just have to read on!!!

And guess what I've just noticed that I haven't really noticed before? Another Shift key on the other side of the keyboard !!! DERRRRR!!!!
 Now I just have to develop some muscle memory to use it, not easy when one hasn't realised it has been there all this time. I expect most of you would have been screaming this at me in my opening paragraph.😖

Now to the point of this post, "Photographs and Memories".
A bit of a back story to start with.
When Jen and I first started going out way back in 1984, we'd share a lot of music and our tastes were quite different, but she did have some that I grew to love and we used at our wedding as well as her funeral last year. She didn't gravitate to much of my music though !

Out of the blue last week I was listening to a radio station that plays a lot of songs from the 60's to the late 80's, my favourite eras. On came a Jim Croce song from an album of hers that we would listen to a lot. I hadn't heard this song for so many years and it brought back so many memories.
The album ? "Photographs and Memories"

Later that day I was sitting with a work colleague and he was proudly showing me the new family photos that he and his wife had taken recently with their two beautiful kids. I commented on how special it is to do this at all stages of their lives as it seems like only yesterday that Jen and I were doing the same thing with our 3 boys.

The events of the past year where we lost my sister, then Jen, then her mum made me realise that when they are gone, photographs and memories are pretty much all that we have to remember them by. That's also why hearing this album made me realise this even more.

We often hear that with so much technology at our disposal nowadays, it is destroying  many elements of society. I sort of agree with some elements of this, but also embrace it.
Virtually every adult has a camera at their disposal in the form of a phone 24/7, and incidents can be recorded instantly.
Friends and colleagues of mine who are of a similar age often joke that we are so glad that the phones of today weren't around when we were at Teacher's College in Ballarat in the mid 80's, otherwise none of us would have got teaching jobs at all !!!! Some may have even copped a visit from the law, and I'm not joking !!!

But in a way I wish that we also took more photos than we were able to, because back then it was still the camera with a roll of film, and a bit of a wait getting them developed. Also, as we were all living on next to nothing, not many could afford the luxury of getting films developed. 
I really wish that I had more photos of all the life long friends we made then and the crazy things we got up to, and also more photos of Jen and myself in our early years together.
I accept that's not to be, so that's what makes those photographs and memories even more special. 

Photographs and Memories❤️

I've managed to scan most of what we have taken from those years and that in itself was a joyous and lengthy task as I'd just stare at the pictures and it would stir up memories of not just when it was taken, but also further memories of the people in the shot.

As I look through various files for photos to use in my different posts I'm glad that I take photos of most things that pique my interest, as you never know when you may want to pull them out for whatever reason. Unfortunately though, society is also loaded with those who use the opportunity to take photos so easily and then use them inappropriately . 
I suppose that's the price of progress.

I have been so lucky that our son and his wife in Qld send me constant photos and videos of them and our Grandson, and these images will be available to them forever, what a great way to collate a record of one's life. You could argue that we will have too many photos, but after losing someone, there are never enough photos. I just wish I took more video footage.

Another son also lives in Qld, and likewise uses photos and videos extensively to keep me in the loop about what he is up to. Photographs and memories that I'd otherwise miss out on.

So Readers, I'm not suggesting you all become paparazzi,, just that you take time to record moments that will be memorable over time. It's amazing how a simple photo taken a few years ago that seemed so irrelevant at the time now holds so many precious memories. Then there's the pile of photos that have been taken and I think "Why on earth did I take that shot?"

Photographs and Memories.  Thanks Jim. Thanks Jen.

Now to other things more boring.

It seems that my other favourite pastime over the past 12 months has been going to hospital to get bits fixed.
This week was no different so I've been in again for a day and a bit to get two procedures done.
Firstly, back in January I was admitted for surgery to my right hand as I had two fingers that kept locking into a bent position, a painful tendon problem. Just before the operation the surgeon was comparing this hand with my left hand, and he noticed that a finger there had the same problem. I hadn't mentioned it to him earlier as I didn't think it was as bad as the others. His solution ? Do it as well that day, meaning I came out of the theatre with both hands bandaged. At the time I was also on crutches/trolley following ankle surgery, so I was starting to look like a mummy!

Fast forward a few months and the finger problem surfaced again in one hand, another operation.

Fast forward again to yesterday and yet again another operation on my hand for the same problem. I can foresee needing at least one more op for the same problem as it's starting to develop in another finger. On the bright side, once all of my fingers have been done it will be the end of it all ✋

On top of the op on my hand yesterday, I also had an op on my shoulder that I bunged up when I took a tumble at a tennis clinic at school last year. Luckily it's all on my left side, but it has left me a bit incapacitated and in a fair bit of pain for the next few days. 
All is good though, I just remember that I'm not sick, just sore.
A funny thing happened yesterday when I was having my first tests when I checked into St John of God Hospital. My heart rate was low (47) and they asked if I’d been to a cardiologist to have it checked. Later when another nurse took my heart rate and blood pressure it was still low, so they called in another nurse to check. A 3rd time later on the same thing happened so the nurse did it on a different machine. I get into the theatre and I hear someone say  “Oh, this is the heart rate guy” :rolling_on_the_floor_laughing:

I'm sure that I'm running out of things that need to be fixed, but they just keep finding me !




Well Readers, that's my waffle for this week, I might get another done in the next few days while I'm recuperating, but I see a pile of schoolwork trying to catch my attention that might get first dibs.

And if you want to listen to a great album, jump on Spotify and tune into Jim Croce, "Photographs and Memories ".

Until my next post,

Cheers 😀