In relation to “Farming a Friendly Fire”

Of the three literacies: functional literacy (the ability to use reading, writing, and/or other basic knowledge required to accomplish what minimally needs to get done in everyday life or in some field that matters to you); advanced literacy (sufficient mastery of reading, writing, and/or other essential knowledge that equips you to mentor others, to detect and troubleshoot basic kinds of problems, and to begin using your literacy in more skillful ways); and critical literacy (knowing how to analyze, create, and critique texts or other forms of knowledge, identifying their purposes, and evaluating their ethical or social consequences), I would say that “Farming a Friendly Fire” is advanced literacy mostly. This person obviously knows what they are talking about, and they could teach it step by step to someone who maybe hasn’t ever built a fire.

It is also functional literacy however because knowing how to build a fire is pretty fundamental knowledge that people should know how to do. “Putting out a fire is just as important as making sure it burns well” is also functional literacy. If you don’t know how to do that, then well in allthebeesknees words, ” it could prove to be hazardous to the surrounding area, setting it on fire and causing widespread destruction.”

Like I mentioned “Farming a Friendly Fire” is also advanced literacy. I felt as if I was learning how to build a fire along with allthebeesknees. I could see the logs shifting and kindling going up in flames. This person obviously knows how to build a fire correctly and well so that it is contained, but also as big as it needs to be.

I believe that the post is also critical literacy because since allthebeesknees knows what they are talking about they can critique other’s fires and technique.

In relation to “Faith, Trust, & Pixie Dust”

I am a slow learner. I learn best in calm environments where I don’t have a deadline hanging over my head. However, I also learn really well when I’m stressed out and/or in a constant state of motion. I think it depends on how I feel that day. Was I in a good mood? Was I pissed off? Was I ready to crawl into the cocoon of blankets and pillows on my bed and not come out for a few days? I am a big focuser on how I feel at certain times. In fact the way I remember things depends on it. I remember events based on how I felt at the time; I’m not good with details. 

Back in my other post “Faith, Trust, & Pixie Dust”, I talked about the skill of overcoming my fear of heights. This was a skill I learned and am still learning through the only way I know how to really learn it, slowly and from very high in the air. I don’t get the opportunity everyday to be up really high, so it’s difficult to gauge how I’m doing. One day I can say ‘Oh yeah, I’m fine. Heights? Pshh’ and then the next day the mere thought of looking out the window of the fifth floor of the library almost terrifies me. What motivates me to continue developing this skill however is my stubbornness. There is no way I’m going to let something like the clichéd fear of heights stop me from doing something I want to do. 

Basically I am a learner that will attempt to learn in almost every situation. I would prefer a calm, laid back one, but if I had to learn something in a half hour, then I’d do my damndest to get it done. Now if we talk about actually retaining the skill or information I just learned, then that’s another story.

Faith, Trust, & Pixie Dust

I have a fear of heights, and it seems to follow me around no matter what I do. I was a gymnast for thirteen years, swinging around on high bars and balance beams. I was a cheerleader, being lifted in the air several times during practice. I also love roller-coasters, have climbed the mesas, and fly any time I travel long distances. Therefore I would say that the most meaningful skill I have learned and will continue to learn is to face my fear of heights. Now this may not exactly sound like a skill like writing, whistling, or sewing, but it’s definitely something that takes time to get used too and understand.

I recently learned that one of my friends is looking into working in the most magical place on earth, Disney World. She told me that Disney is constantly looking for Face Actors, Stunt people, Singers, and so on. I told her that being the flying Tinkerbell has been my dream since the very first time I visited Disney World. Turns out Disney is always looking for small people like myself that can be the flying Tinkerbell. But then comes the fear of heights issue. I’d like to say that I’m adventurous and always challenging myself, but this is the ultimate task. I mean have you seen Cinderella’s Castle? It’s monstrously huge.

This is where I bring up the fact that facing my fear of heights is a meaningful skill. I have the chance to do something that I have wanted to do literally all of my life. How could I say no? How could I let my fear stop me? The answer: I don’t. And it’s not just because I have this incredibly opportunity at my doorstep. Facing this fear is something that I should just do for myself anyway. Nothing should keep people from living their lives, from following their dreams, from doing anything. Facing fears is a skill everyone should learn.

So now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get fitted for my wings.

A Little Thing Called A Blog

When I think of blog, I definitely don’t think of websites like The Huffington Post. In fact, I’ve always made blogging synonymous with journal. I don’t really like politics, discussing religion, or anything business-y really, so the fact that sites like Huffington Post, BuzzFeed exist to blog about those things caught me off guard. The reason I blog is to write down things that happened to me that day, what I thought, and so on. To me blogging is personal. The website that I blog on also allows me to reblog pictures, music, videos, etc., so that is what I blog about. I talk about the shows I watch, the music I like and don’t like, videos I find interesting, and even pictures of animals that are adorable.

I understand that blogs are more than personal journals just used to vent feelings and what someone wore that day. I take my blog seriously, but I also know it’s not serious. I think that’s why actual blogs like the ones I mentioned earlier are so ugh to me. I don’t want to read them because I don’t want to read about serious topics. I will search them out from time to time, usually on whatever news site I find the link to first, but I don’t really enjoy reading the news.

Basically what blogging boils down too is my personal thoughts and interests.