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Relax, Poor Exam Scores Do Not Make Your Child an Idiot

Now, as someone who doesn’t have kids but has been a kid, I know children can be dumb. But that’s the point, right? Their brains are still learning, still shaping. Language is still fairly uncertain until around puberty, but before then and even after, their brains are messes of information that is new and exciting, and may not be understood appropriately for years to come. Basically, kids are goopy messes of random and instinct, but they can also be the most wise creatures we can ever meet. They see the world in a brighter, easier light than us adults. And who’s to say that’s a bad thing?

Everyone wants to parent a prodigy, a genius, the next best thing since sliced bread. The number of posts on Facebook of mothers and fathers humble bragging about a long word their child said minutes before goes to show that they simply want to show that their genes must be good, because they made this happen. But what about parents who openly say that their child isn’t bright? What about any adult in a child’s life who says that this child doesn’t have the capacity to achieve academically?

As someone who has had this happen to them, it’s not pleasant. When I was nine, my teacher, Mr Sellers, told my parents during a parents evening that I would not get all my GCSEs, I would not get my A Levels, and a university degree was way out of the question. My parent’s, who had historically heard nothing but good things from my teachers before and after this, hit the roof for this pessimistic and, frankly, dis-empowering prediction for my academic future. I was present at the time, and believe me, a nine year old can and will feel the insult. It was a huge knock to my confidence. We’re taught to trust the adults in our lives, right? We, as children, are taught, or were taught, that the adults are always right.

I’m seeing a similar attitude from a lot of parents recently, in response to their children’s exam results. From the ones who’s children performed well? Nada. From the family members who’s children or grandchildren performed poorly? Common phrases include, “Oh she’s not very bright, like me!” or, “Oh he did okay, he’s not the smartest kid in his class,” with a scrunched up nose that called for sympathy towards her clearly disadvantaged grandson. A friend of mine has a daughter who did well considering her life was undergoing a lot of turbulent changes, but he still followed it up with, “Imagine what you could have achieved if you had buckled down?”

I know, as a very average student at school, that exam scores reflect very little about a child’s ability. I passed every exam and got all my GCSEs, but with mostly Bs and Cs. I felt bad about it, but so many failed in essential exams such as Maths and English while getting As in Textiles and Languages. The fact is, until children are given that control over what they’re learning, many of them won’t shine until after school, maybe even after college. Every child has a passion, something that they would be readily prepared to commit time and energy to. For some it’s Art, or maybe Psychology or Human Biology. Many students can’t stand Math, and will probably do poorly in it, but if a kid loves to read and write stories, the likelihood of performing better in English or English Language/Literature is increased.

Remember all the anecdotal tales of geniuses next time you’re questioning your child’s intellect. Many of the most famously great minds performed badly at school, and one could argue that exams are not a reliable measure of intelligence at all. In fact, most of them rely simply on information retention and recall. They depend on how you are on the day. One might even call them unfairly emphasised as important pieces of the puzzle that builds up a person’s future. As I said, I was an average student, and now I’m doing a masters degree.

Give the kids a chance.

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Over-rule Overthinking – How I Learned to Manage my anxiety

Anxiety is one of those things that all of us have experienced, and, when it conflicts with our everyday life, we might get a diagnosis. Social anxiety, generalised anxiety disorder, panic attacks, agoraphobia…. as time goes on, anxiety is becoming more and more commonplace, made aware of, and diagnosed. I’ve suffered with anxiety for most, if not all, of my teenage and adult years, and while I’ve never been diagnosed with anything, I don’t need a weatherman to tell me it’s raining, and I let it stop me doing what I wanted for a large portion of my life.

One particular incident that sticks in my mind is being scared to go to school. I had no reason to be, but I was at home in my living room staring at the front door, in tears. It was completely random, and probably happened three times during my whole time at secondary school. Another time was when I had a panic attack at the front of class during a presentation. But I’ve discussed my fear of public speaking before.

So how do you get out of letting anxiety rule you to the point of not going out, simply because your heart races at the very idea? Anxiety and panic manifests in so many different scenarios for people; going to class, going to work, before a big life event like a wedding, or when confronted by the very thing we are most afraid of without really knowing why. The key is to confront your fear, but in a measured, structured way. Of course, this process is different for everyone. It might be a case of defining a list of what we’d like to achieve and working through each item, step by step.

First and foremost, anxiety is defined by worry, panic and negative thoughts. The typical cycle begins with a event, that typically triggers a negative thought and that leads to a feeling. Often this will lead to us fearing similar events. One example might be to be among work colleagues, and you say something; maybe it was a joke that no one laughed at, or you stated a fact and were told you were wrong. I use this example because I used to be terrified of saying something wrong incase I was seen as stupid, and would get flustered any time I was ever even responded to. In this case, you might get embarrassed, you heart might beat hard and your palms become sweaty. Later that night it is likely to run around in circles in your head like an old film on a loop.

So How Might You Break Out of this Behaviour?

1. Narrow down your fears – it can be easy to let your anxiety bleed into everything you do. Fear of social situations can cause one to become scared of going out in general, even to the local shop. Anxiety in the form of phobias can have a huge impact on whether we go out to certain places. If someone is scared of heights, this may greatly diminish the likelihood of boarding an aeroplane. But where does the fear stem from? It might be such a long standing fear that it might be impossible to tell, but consider instead what makes you anxious about these situations. Do phone calls make you nervous? Why is that? Is it because you’re not able to see the facial expressions of the other person? If you scared of dogs, can that be rooted to an experience?

2. Separate rational from the irrational – the most known definition of a phobia is an “irrational fear” of a situation or object we might come across in our every day life. Now, there are so many different phobias around now that it’s impossible to know what all of them are. Some, I believe, are fully rational. Fear of heights, blood and confined spaces are all rational in my opinion, because they all present a real danger. Not all fears are to be overcome; anxiety is an evolutionary technique of self preservation to keep ourselves safe, and if we perceive something as being dangerous, such as a large spider, while it might pose a real threat to ourselves if we don’t live in countries like Austrailia, it is there for a reason.

3. Set your boundaries, and respect them – don’t do anything you don’t want to do, but if you have to, work up to it. This might be meeting with a large group of friends as an end goal for someone with social phobia. Start with a phone call with a friend, or perhaps a video chat. You’re in your own comfortable space, in your own comfort zone, and you can leave whenever you like. If you need to, have a reason to leave prepared. Maybe the doorbell went, or you have something cooking.

4. Talk, and listen – anxiety is far more common than anyone might think. The cruelty (and the saving grace) is that everyone has experienced anxiety, and its highly isolating effects. It’s so easy to feel alone during a panic attack, and we might avoid potentially helpful experiences in case they trigger one. But talking can help, if you’re talking to someone who’s willing to be open about it. Thankfully all of my friends, close family and fiance have all had experiences with anxiety that have made them open about it, because they know. They know the value of talking about it, of describing each feeling and why they felt it.

5. Challenge yourself – once in a while, you’ve just got to think, well, fuck it. My big step was going somewhere alone. I really tried with the cinema, but try as my logical mind did, I still pictured being the only tragic person alone watching The Phantom Thread at Cineworld in an empty auditorium, a single shadow. So on that day, I figured I’d do something else equally daunting, and potentially more empowering; going for lunch in a restaurant by myself. I had my book, it was wonderful. The weather was lovely, I had no rush in me because I had a half day at work. Bliss. I couldn’t be stopped after that until…well, you know. And by the way, if anyone if unentertained enough by their eating companion to notice and judge you for being alone, don’t worry. They’re most likely envious that they haven’t got the confidence to do it.

6. Recognise the benefits – there are far more benefits to breaking free of the restricting habits. But, of course, the safety of the cocoon anxiety nets around us leaves us at little risk of danger. In this cocoon, we cannot make a fool of ourselves, cannot say the wrong thing, and probably wont have a panic attack unless we think really hard about the toll anxiety is having on our lives and our mental wellbeing. But to break out of that let’s you become more aware of your strengths and that, despite your worries, you were still able to make the push outwards.

Ways I Conquered the Rule Anxiety Had

1. Going for lunch alone

2. Going to lectures and library talks alone

3. Going on holiday without my parents (I have an absolute conviction every time I line up for check in that I’ve arrived on the wrong day).

4. Taking charge of meals with friends and family by booking myself.

5. Making phonecalls

6. Going to London alone

7. Presenting an idea to my workmates before I had time to get nervous and didn’t say a thing

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100 Days of Nature – The Beauty of Nature

Okay, so I’ve not exactly ended this thing on a local note. I’m in Llandudno, Wales at the moment, but I’m still close to home, still having a so called ‘Staycation’.

It’s worrying how so many of us are determined to ignore nature, or not go that extra mile if we are able to. Of course, hikes aren’t everyone’s thing. But to actively question why do it is another matter.

It’s that attitude that leads to us losing it a little more each day.

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100 Days of Nature – Day 87 – All in One Place

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100 Days of Nature – Day 83 – The Little Features

Look closer at the little things you come across and usually pass every day without a second thought, they may be more beautiful than you think.

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100 Days of Nature – Day 83 – The Little Features

Look closer at the little things you come across and usually pass every day without a second thought, they may be more beautiful than you think.

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100 Days of Nature – Day 78 – Familiar Places, New Paths

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100 Days of Nature – Day 77 – Delicate

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There’s Always Someone Who’s Interested in What You Have to Say

I never thought I’d be a blogger. I thought that, though I had a lot of thoughts I wanted to express, not many people would be prepared to read them. The number of rants I go on in daily life to a ever shrinking audience (due to lockdown entirely) had made me aware that I need another outlet. But would my thoughts and feelings have a platform I could express them? Yes, of course they did.

The thing is, the world is filled with so many different ideas and opinions. And I think sometimes we think we’re alone in a thought. I like the write based on what I’d like to read, whether it be lists on ideas to fill boredom, or a bit of a rant airing my frustrations. And the last year has been rife with its frustrqtions. Sometimes we just want to know that someone else feels the same. And if they don’t, so what? You feel the way that you feel, and in relation to so many things, we have no reason why we should think or feel any differently.

Having a blog has made me see this. It’s primary reason was to get some of those thoughts out there, and see where it took me. I had no illusions or motive besides that, and I think that’s enough. We live in a world where so many people think they can’t say what they want to say, because everyone has an opinion, and there will always be someone who has a different opinion to you. That isn’t the problem. It’s the way they present that opinion. So if you want to express your fondness for making strange noises in the comfort of your own house to the chagrin of your significant other, express it. There’s probably someone out there who shares your fondness. I like to make up songs about avocados first thing in the morning.

I think the Internet needs to be filled with these different opinions, whether they be world altering or just little strange ones that may or may not have any takers. You may think the opposite, but some people need to realise that people are different, and the world does not need to be shaped to their specific viewpoint. If they’re offended by something, that is their perspective. Opinions do mean something, but they don’t mean everything. A variety of opinions means that opinions regain their definition, and their appeal.

It’s also given me a space to think aloud, and make room for new thoughts. The same old thoughts can get stagnant fast, so it’s nice to have a dumping ground. Having this dumping ground has been a godsend over these last few months.

Since starting this new hobby, I’ve also developed a couple of others, including writing, poetry, cooking and photography. All a working progress, but everything should be. Hobbies are important, take that from a serial hobbyest.

In short, whether it’s for talking to other people you’ve never met, or for talking to yourself and discovering things that others may or may not want to know about you, blogging has been a valuable experience that has given more than it has taken away. Room to think, room to grow, room to allow previous misconceptions to transform. Like a diary, but one where I’ve given the key to who ever wants to read it. That’s a very cheesy sentence I know, but the more we know about each other, the less we feel alone. That’s essential.

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100 Days of Nature – Day 73 – Raindrops