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Mind Openers

Here are some videos that I found helpful in these journey called learning. I first got introduced to RSA Animates  during my son’s orientation in homeschooling. So I am posting the link first. It opened my mind to teaching and embracing the power of parenting as well. We don’t have to rely or depend on the world to raise our kids. We as parents must be in all aspects involve in raising not just intelligent adults but empathic and problem-solvers. Independent and yet faithful.

Changing Education Paradigms:

How To Help Every Child To Fulfill Their Potential:

Drive: The Surprising Truth About What Motivates Us

The Empathic Civilisation :


Now, I have also explored a new youtube channel called Sprouts. They’ve got awesome educational videos too. Here are some of them. Check them out!

Experiential Learning:

Chunking: Learning Technique

Learning With Passion and Enthusiasm:

Learning Under Stress, Fear and Pressure:

They have made 4 playlists where you can find helpful videos.

Teachers and Mentors (10)

Principles (15)

Learning Techniques and Study Tips (12)

Teaching Techniques (9)




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My Journey. My Learning.

EDS 103 Finals Part 2

Learning has never been so freeing until now. This course has  greatly widened my view on the theories of learning. From behaviorism and social theories,   where the environment, including people and things,  influence the behavior of the learner;  to the cognitive, where the mind acts like a computer and how we process information cognitively, affect what we absorb and deliver. Up to the theory of  constructivism wherein creation of something new is the output, whether knowledge is acquired cognitively or socially. However we receive information, I am amazed at how we, humans, try to learn everything about us and our world from so many different angles.

In addition, theorists have their various epistemological explanations as to why they came up with such learning theories. Some by accident, like Pavlov , while others because of interest and honest search for truth, like Thorndike and Piaget. Their knowledge of interrelated concepts about learning has paved the way as to why we learn, and how we learn, what we learn.

Furthermore, I could say that my learning style influence my teaching style. My beliefs as to the control, speed, interrelationships and progression of knowledge would greatly affect the facts I relay to my student. Particularly to my children because we are homeschooling. In reality we are somehow the same in our venue of learning. Distance learning.

My boys are enrolled in Homeschool Global of CCF  (Christ’s Commission Fellowship ).  As their parent- teacher we are partly  guided by our family counselors who themselves are parent-teachers for almost seventeen years. They coach us in choosing the most appropriate textbooks and resources ( websites and apps, activities and collaborative groups) for our children. While bound by the requirements of our country’s DepEd, we have the freedom to move alongside the pace of our kids’ learning.  We are not limited to the ten-month compulsory time frame like in a conventional school. We can design our curriculum that is individually fit for them.  And most amazingly, our kids can create their own portfolio according to how they understood a particular lesson (their favorite lesson or the one with the most impact for them) in each subject. They are given the opportunity to present it orally, or in demonstration or with the use of technology, to our family counselor at the end of every quarter. In homeschool, every waking moment is an opportunity to learn,be it academic or life skills. Discourse and creativity is encouraged always.

As an open university student myself, I have come to move on my own pace while guided by the given duration of my professor. However, unlike my boys who get to collaborate with other homeschool kids, it was quite hard for me to collaborate on a project that could accommodate my  and others’ available time. Despite the effort to consider group mates, it was easier for me to work alone on an assignments due to time constraints.

I also want to say that through this subject I have learned to be calm while teaching my boys, because now I understand their different learning styles better. Their age and motivation affect the way they try to understand concepts. My feedback and reactions to their output and even attitude, drive them to either learn more or give up. Their problem solving skills are of different levels too. They each have their own learning pace.

In all these I just want to be thankful that my coaching and guidance to my children will continue to fan their flame to learn, and more so that they will be engaged to apply their learning in the real world. That their knowledge will always be centered in Christ, and guided by the His values and the faith that we model to them.

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Learn the good which is effective. Unlearn the not-so-creative.

Learn the good which is effective. Unlearn the not-so-creative.

Back in college there were books we used that were the main sources of facts especially about anatomy, physiology and pathology. There were books about therapy and modalities too. These books and our professors , both doctors and professional therapists, were our main source of facts. Each professor had their unique styles of teaching. However I would say I veered toward teachers  who were creative and approachable. I won’t forget two doctors that I had who made me remember anatomy and pathology so vividly.
Dr Rafanan would teach parts and functions of the brain and spinal cord using his skills in drawing. Amazingly he starts with a DOT (.) . From there he would talk and draw at the same time for an entire full hour. By the end of his lecture. The entire nervous system is on the white board.  My attention was more fixed than ever when he is the one teaching us.
My second significant doctor-professor is Dra Buenviaje who taught us about cancer. She made us make a booklet by folding a short bond paper. During her four-hour lecture she talked while she coached us in creating our own paper -brochure of how cancer evolves.
Honestly these are the lessons that I remember so vividly, and can talk about it like a story.
Now that I am a mom, a teacher to my sons, I have learned one thing. My boys and I have similarities in acquiring knowledge. My first born likes to read quietly but loves to watch animated videos about science and math. My second son, answers his math questions while singing out loud. He also loves to incorporate laughter when reading.
As their homeschool teacher I have learned to adapt to their preferences or personalities  but at the same time, give boundaries to their behavior. I for one would know if their attitudes still stimulate learning or being inhibited/distracted due to too much emotions.
But if there’s one thing we have set is the belief that ‘there is a time for everything’. This is a quote in the Bible by Solomon in Ecclesiastes 3 “there’s a season for everything and a time for every matter under heavens”. So I always tell them, there’s a time to play, there’s a time to study. Focus on your task, so you could do your desired activity very soon.
In this way I based my rules to something which I believe is right. I am a firm believer of incorporating life lessons from the Bible and the wisdom it gives to those who put it into practice.

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My Motivation. My Drive.


“If you’ve never failed, then you’ve never lived.”

My self confidence was once challenged when my health professor in high school told me that I would not be fit to apply for the course Physical Therapy. He even gave me a grade of 84 on our final quarter. Making it the lowest mark on my card that pulled my GWA upon graduating high school.

The requirements for entering this course in the top three universities during my time was really high. NCEE scores must be 95. GWA must not be lower than 90. And of course passing the entrance test. I cried when my professor gave me that final grade (by the way he too was a PT from another university but was rejected by the one I’m applying into).

Lo and behold my final grades came. My NCEE results arrived too. My requirements were all ready and I submitted. I enrolled and the rest is history. It was just one of the many challenges I had to face as an adult. But that first left a drive in me. A drive to prove to that teacher that he thought wrong of me.

In life there are many hurdles. Situations or people could block our chosen paths. But if you’re motivated, if you believe in yourself more than what people say or situations do to you, then no dream is too impossible or no goal is too hard to achieve.

I made it in my chosen university and finished with good grades. I passed my board exam even, and worked as a successful supervisor in a tertiary hospital. I treated patients as well as trained volunteers and interns too.

If today, I’d be able to see that professor of mine. I would tell him that I forgave him for the discouragement he bestowed upon me. And that the grade he gave me, only boosted me to believe in myself more. That I can do it. That I made it!

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My social interaction in school had great effects on me. I remember that when I was in grade two, I had a seatmate who was excellent in math. She could finish the entire multiplication table from 1 to 10 in less than ten minutes. And would always get a perfect score. As I observed her, I noticed that whenever we are not doing anything, she would start writing the entire multiplication table to pass the time. So I copied her. I would do the same drills too by my self. From then on I would get the perfect score too. And because she became a close friend of mine, one more thing I ended up doing was that I started writing the same handwriting like hers too.

Then came third grade when division was more intense. From the division table of one digit. It progressed to become three and even four digits. Same goes with multiplication. So besides our usual assignments of ten questions. I would ask my grandfather to give me more problems to solve, and he would check if I did it right. Let me just emphasize though that my grandfather only finished grade six. He is knowledge of more complex operations like percentage and interests were because of his exposure as an adult in the business venture of his boss. But for me, he is the best math teacher I’ve ever known.

For many years I would wonder why do I need to study math. Now that I’m a parent and a teacher, I’ve learned to present these concepts to my boys in very practical ways. Example is division, and it is for sharing fairly. And with fractions, I can demonstrate it with their favorite food – pizza!

I’ve come to know that math or numbers is essential to daily living. We have numbers everywhere. And we need numbers in our tasks. The operations are needed so we can know if what we possess have decreased or increased. Did we age? Are we on time or not? Is our destination near or far? Are we fast enough or do we need to slow down? Math is not just numbers. It’s life.

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eJournal 5
I will not forget my very first teacher. I was only 5 years old when I entered kindergarten in Alabang Elementary School. I insisted that  I join my cousin to attend school, even though I was a year younger than her. It was my desire to do new things with her that motivated me to enroll too. I thought it was a pleasant place of learning. Until I experienced being bullied by some of my classmates. One boy who is big would tease me about my surname, Batucan. One girl teased me because I was small. I was always in front of the class line.

Then there was my first teacher. Her name was Mrs Victorino. I can fully remember that she was pregnant. And that she is very strict. She would punish the rowdy and noisy ones with a pinch on the groin (for girls) and on their sideburns (for boys). And whenever students don’t do their assignments, she would line them up in front of the class and spank both palms.

On the other side of the spectrum, when she is tired or on a break, she would ask some of us to pick a white hair off her head. I got to do that at least twice that year. I’ve always been afraid of her.

Our classroom had a high ceiling. It smelled of crayons and sweat. It didn’t have air con instead it had ceiling fans and wooden windows. It had a black board spread across the front of the classroom. Above it were the Sanrio chatacters cut out of colored felt papers. At the back of the room, near the main and only door, had two teachers’ tables. One for the advisor of the morning class (Mrs. Victorino , and the other for the afternoon (Miss Santos). We had no comfort room inside. Our room was located at the far end of the building away from the school’s main entrance.

I would like to share a reading that I think explains why I remember all that I mentioned above. This is from Atkinson-Shiffrin memory model (Main article: Atkinson–Shiffrin memory model)

          “According to the dual store memory model proposed by Richard C. Atkinson and Richard Shiffrin in 1968, memories can reside in the short-term “buffer” for a limited time while they are simultaneously strengthening their associations in long-term memory. When items are first presented, they enter short-term memory, but due to its limited space, as new items enter, older ones are pushed out. However, each time an item in short-term memory is rehearsed, it is strengthened in long-term memory. Similarly, the longer an item stays in short-term memory, the stronger its association becomes in long-term memory. “(

          This moments in my childhood, however small, entered my short-term memory. And as they were rehearsed everyday for ten months in that kindergarten classroom, they were eventually pushed into my long- term memory ‘bank’. And stayed there for good.

Memories, pleasant or not, make their way deeply stored in us. This gives me now the learning that every single moment I spend with my kids or students matter. Therefore I must be mindful of the memories I build with them. Do they build them up or pull them down? Do they bring out their strengths or cut their leg?

Teachers or parents like us have a big impact in our students and children’s lives. So let’s do our part in building long term memories that will give them the confidence to do what they can, and discover more good about themselves.

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I Can Do That

Growing up as an OFW kid, I would often think of days when my parents will be home and talk to me. I love my grandparents for taking care of me. But I envied my cousins for they always had their papa and mama around. I would look at my friends and see their mommy and daddy, drop and pick them up from school.

When I reached 12 years old. My mom entrusted to me the task of budgeting. She sent me the its monthly breakdown. She gave me the responsibility to manage the bills to pay  together with my and my sister’s school allowance.

I executed that with full confidence for sixteen years until I got married. Once married, I proposed a plan on our first week as husband and wife. But instead of being praised for it , my husband said no. I got mad and felt that I was belittled. Although he appreciated my effort. He still rejected my idea.

From that day on. I developed self doubt specifically on finances. In the past I was able to purchase items I needed and even liked because of my savings. I was confident and sure of my proven strategies. That was when I was single. But now that I’m married. My ideas need to blend with my husband’s.

To never feel that kind of rejection from him, I never tried again. I would hesitate to even propose a financial idea because it might be wrong. I don’t know why I allowed myself to think that way. I know that I shouldn’t think or behave that way.

But why do I?

Self efficacy is the knowledge that you are capable of doing something. It means ‘ I can do that’.

I’ve looked up to my grandfather who was hardworking, financially wise and generous. I’ve seen him work hard by selling pandesal and newspaper at dawn. He worked as handyman of our village in the daytime. He would collect the association fees, so garbage collection and village security is provided for.

From  afar, I would observe how my mom would earn and save. Both my Lolo and my mom would coach me prioritize needs over wants. Needs must be provided for. Always set aside for it. It must be the first thing you spend on. On the other hand, wants must be saved up for.  It can be delayed.

I’ve realized  that I have to change my attitude. It has to be that I must keep on trying to find the right formula, not my known strategies but with my husband’s input as well. I must see this issue now in a different view. I am a wife, and in order to contribute positively , I must have a better attitude. This better attitude, will help me be a better version of myself.