Monday, April 7, 2008

teeth cleaning

The following is a video blog post I created. I did this for a few reasons. First, we have to do it for our class. Also, I realized awhile ago that this is such a multimedia culture that this is the language people speak. Like my friend Dustin pointed out, film makers are today's prophets (sorry to paraphrase so poorly Dustin).

It's nothing special. I've done videos before, but it's always been a joke - dress like a superhero or sing a mock rap song. This left me surprisingly insecure and a little scared to post it on this blog.

6 comments:

Dan said...

It was great to see this, John! Like listening to one of your rants at the Starbucks on 35th & Perioa from a couple years back... almost!

Betty said...

The video is just awesome. I just love it. Going to the dentist was always awful for me too. We went to a former army dentist who used large needles and loud drills. It was a no frills experience with a lot of pain. Also, I had at least six cavities every six months. To compare the free toothbrush to a diploma is brilliant.

Jennifer said...

Thanks for posting this video! I read your blog regularly and it's great to see you "in person".
What do you suppose the teacher as an individual can do to combat this judgmental dentist experience that happens in schools?

John Spencer said...

I think teachers can retain the human side of teaching by emphasizing growth over judgement and being relational. I think it's hard, though, especially when assessment naturally has a judgmental component. I know I'm guilty of crushing studnets with a simple sarcastic remark.

Dustin Tramel said...

Wow. Great words and a great video! I am very impressed (and inspired)! Video adds a different dimension to the communication process. We are forced to look you in the face and apy attention to your expressions and voice inflections which is different from reading words. I like it. Takes some time to do but I like it.

Lulu said...

Well said!

Loved the bit about British ancestry (me, too...on my father's side).

I still remember every really great thing a teacher said about me. I also remember tripping in a relay race when I was in the 3rd grade. Of course, I was mortified, so I said something like, "My shoe was untied!"

The PE teacher said loudly, "No, you just tripped over you own feet!"

(ouch)