Fulbright Distinguished Award in Teaching Fellowship to Singapore 2016-2017

Nuts?

Nuts. Having a lethal allergy to nuts means that this is one of the scariest words I can hear.

(Don’t worry, Mom and Dad. I’m fine. It was only a mild reaction. I have to say that upfront. Otherwise, my mom and dad would be freaking out.)

Anyone who has ever eaten out at a restaurant with me knows how OCD I am about asking whether any of the food I will or may eat has nuts. Last night was no exception. I was at an Indian restaurant with some friends and I asked before touching any of the food and was assured that none had nuts. I asked again before I had any of the sauces if they had nuts. Thinking all was safe, I dipped some naan into one of them and took a bite.

It’s hard to describe my initial sensation after ingesting an allergen. It kind of feels like taking a swig of hyrdochloric acid, which I have a distinct memory of accidentally doing in my high school chemistry class when we had to suck some acid into a glass straw to transfer to another solution. Last night I had an instant burning sensation in my mouth after that quick dip. I knew something wasn’t right.

So, I asked again whether there were nuts in that particular sauce. Knowing what *kind* of nut is important because I know that walnuts give me my worst reaction. I can walk past a section of raw walnuts in the produce section and have a sneezing fit. Again, I was told there were none in it. Someone from my party even translated to a waitstaff that I wasn’t concerned about peanuts (which are legumes), but with treenuts, like walnuts, almonds, pecans, cashews, pine nuts, pistachios, hazelnuts. We were told again that there were none.

Obviously, I didn’t have any more of that sauce. I ate a little more of the dinner, reassuring myself that I had my epipen with me. I would use it if things started to head south, but using it means that I must go to a hospital. I didn’t want to go there if I didn’t need to. I started to get sniffly, and I could feel my face getting red, particularly around my mouth. 

I made it through dinner. By the time I got to the train to meet up with Johan and the girls, my neck and upper chest were red with a rash. My palms and wrists were itchy. Johan had Telfast, an antihistamine, on him and I took one of those. 

On the bus ride home, I was getting itchier. At around 11:00, my right was swollen and my lips felt big and a little numb. I decided to find a 24-hour clinic.

At the clinic, I got an injection of Promethazine, which is kind of like Benedryl. I knew it would make me drowsy, so I had to get home quickly in a cab. 

I woke up this morning and my right eye is still swollen. I already had scheduled a doctor’s appointment for this morning because I hurt my left second toe earlier this when I slipped on a wet floor. I wanted to make sure it was ok and determine if it was broken. Since I was there, I consulted with her about my reaction that had not settled down yet. I just met with the doctor and she gave me a prescription for stronger antihistamines and sent me for an x-ray on the toe.

I still don’t know what I reacted to last night. My working theory is that the restaurant uses some kind of flour that is made with ground nuts and they don’t know it. Or, I’m allergic to something I didn’t know about before. Either way, my husband wants to swear off Indian food. 

I think I can say now that March ended with a bang. In like a lion, out like a lion? I am in the Lion City after all. Here’s hoping that April is more like a lamb.

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Fulbright Distinguished Award in Teaching Fellowship to Singapore 2016-2017

“Chuh”

As I walked from my school attachment to the train just now, I was reminded of an early interaction I had with a Singaporean colleague at this school: the way the students at the school address their teachers. “It’s very endearing,” she said. I agree.

When students saw me at the cross walk with my umbrella today, they said, “Do you still like Singapore weather with all this rain, ‘cher?” They are addressing me as “teacher,” but in this part of the island, they only use the last syllable of “teacher” and with their accent it sounds like “Chuh” or “Cha” to me. 

“Yes,” I said. “I’ll take this rain over this much snow.”

“No, ‘cha. I want snow!”

“Bye, ‘cha! Have a nice day, ‘cha,” as I walk through the mall to get to the train stop.

My colleague “forewarned” me that I’d hear this. I agree with her that it’s cute. I liked it at the other school when they called me the proper “Teacher” in the halls. They don’t have to know my name, but they knew that I was a teacher and that was enough for them. 

Somehow, “‘chuh” or “cha” or “‘cher” is so much better than “teach,” amiright? I’ll take “Good morning, ‘cha” over “Yo, Teach!” but maybe that’s because I’m getting used to things here. Singapore has certainly left its mark on me. 

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Hawker Heaven

So my wife mentioned that a forthcoming blog from her “foodie” husband was coming…so here we go.

To say that the food scene here is amazing is understating it…big time! One of the first things I noticed, within the first few days,  is that there is a food place (restaurant, food stall) everywhere people tend to congregate (think malls, pedestrian-heavy streets). Singaporeans’ hobbies are shopping and….you guessed it, eating. Everywhere I looked people were eating! Alamak, I was in heaven!

The array of food choices here is pretty diverse, from American, Indian, Chinese (in hawker centers, they’re typically called ‘Mixed vegetable rice”), Malay (nasi lemak, kueh), Italian (pasta, pizza), Mexican (more on this later!), and others.  Fat Boys (see sample menu) is akin to a typical bar & grill we have back in the States. Singapore boasts the “cheapest Michelin rated meal in the world!” Burgers and pizza are decent. Good, cheap Mexican food (am looking at you Sergio’s Taqueria, Taqueria El Asadero, and Restaurante El Mogote) is hard to find here unfortunately. Our experience at Super Loco isn’t worth blogging about but long story short, Mexican food is expensive and has nowhere near the flavors afforded by the aforementioned restaurants.

 

While we occasionally go to “restaurants” for a meal, our definite go-to is a hawker center and this is, IMHO, what truly makes Singapore a gastronome’s paradise.

Hawker centers were established by the government as a way of preserving the different cultures AND making the food prep and conditions sanitary. Hence the centers are typically clean, have running water, and have relatively clean restrooms (toilets as they call it here). They range from the small like the Zion Food Centre (the closest to our apartment), to the “touristy” like Newton Food Centre where they cater to the visitors and the ang moh (Singaporean term for “white person” but has Hokkien roots meaning “red-haired” ). There are hawker centres close to MRT stations (like the one by the Jurong MRT Interchange and in many HDB complexes – Housing Development Board – these are the gov’t subsidized apartments usually identified by having big numbers painted on the side of the buildings).  In these places, there are a multitude of different cuisines that will suit everyone’s palate.

Random piece of trivia…the Adam Road Food Centre has the best Nasi Lamak in town that the Sultan of Brunei orders his from this hawker center. Also, if you’ve ever followed any of Anthony Bourdain’s shows, he did one episode of “The Layover” in Singapore. It delighted me to no end that when I went to the Tiong Bahru Food Centre, I was greeted by the escalator (aka travelators here) that was featured in the documentary.

We typically eat at hawker centers 5 days out of the week. For Martha and I, we sometimes hit the hawkers twice a day depending on what we fancy. The girls have become hawker center “experts” and like eating there. In the pics below, Hazel is eating her go-to, a (Hainanese) chicken rice and usually costs around S$2.80.  and Lulu is eating a Mee Hoon Goreng (Mee Hoon – rice noodles, Goreng – fried). This meal is akin to pancit (for you Filipinos there).


The one I’m most familiar with is the hawker center in Jurong East by the MRT interchange. It’s in a typical location since MRT centers are heavily transited. There is a wide variety of food stalls.  One of the most famous dishes, in fact, Singapore’s National Dish, is (Hainanese) Chicken Rice. If ever there is an icon for how simple foods can taste fantastic, this must be right at the top. Boil (whole) chicken to cook, take the chicken out, put rice in the broth, add sauteed spices (ginger, garlic, onion I think) and steam. THAT is it! We usually eat it with a simple chili condiment mixed with a ginger one. It’s such an explosion of flavors that it’s hard to fathom how simple it is to make. NOTE: chefs and cooks know that taking the bones and skin (subsequently the fat) out of animals to be cooked simply takes the flavor away. This is a prime example of when you cook a whole animal, you get a multitude of flavors.→ see the whole chickens (head and beak included!) hanging on the rack!

While I love chicken rice, my default food is Malay. It reminds me of the foods I grew up with. Nasi Lemak (Nasi – rice, Lemak – Fat) usually refers to rice cooked in coconut milk and pandan leaves. I remember my mom making rice with pandan…the leaves give the rice a sweet fragrance that makes it more delicious…at least according to me. The typical Nasi Lemak has a fried egg, a piece of fried chicken, bilis (dilis in Filipino or fried anchovies) with peanuts, and sambal. Sambal balacha is a God-sent condiment that is typically made of chilis, fish sauce (patis in Filipino), shrimp paste (bagoong in Filipino), ginger, garlic, vinegar, sugar, and onion. It is spicy, salty, sweet, and full of umami goodness in every bite! Alamak!

The pictures below shows a “mixed” Nasi Lemak. The typical consists on coconut rice, bilis, peanuts, fried chicken, a fried egg, and sambal. I’ve gotten confident to just ask for rice and pick and choose ala carte. The combinations are vast. Stir-fried vegetables:kangkong with chili (water spinach), bean sprouts, cabbage. Curries: yellow curry with potatoes and chicken, red curry (slightly sweet and spicy) with chicken. Fried: chicken, eggs, hotdogs, and spam even, plus SARDINES (the Filipino type found in a can with tomato sauce but souped up with spices)! We also discovered that Vietnamese “stir-fried beef w/ rice” (at least for this stall) was in fact Filipino “bistek” that was even slightly sweet along with the usually tangy saltiness.


Martha and I also fell in love with kueh (kway or kuih). Kueh are bite-size snacks that are either sweet or savory. One of the reasons why I love kueh is that they are almost the same (if not the same) as the local snacks I grew up with.  These two have equivalents (Singaporean/Malay → Filipino): Binka Ubi → bibinka, Kusui → kutsinta. Our favorites by far are Ondeh Ondeh (see below) , and Kueh Dadar. Ondeh^2 is a hollow sphere of glutinuous rice flour coated in dried coconut and inside is a palm sugar syrup very similar to the Filipino “arnibal.” You ought to just eat the whole thing because biting into it just causes the syrup to burst out. Kueh Dadar is similar to a fresh srping roll except the inside is dried coconut immersed in said plam sugar syrup. One of the best places to get kuehs is Tiong Bahru Galicier Pastry Shop. Oh, and if you happen to stop by, check out their savory treats namely the chicken pie and egg tarts! Catch them before noon to have them warm (although you run the risk of not getting them because they’re still being made!)

 

We also love Chendol which is a dessert very similar to halo-halo (Filipino). Each starts off with a cup or so of shaved ice on which evaporated milk is poured. From this base, the additional toppings speaks to each country’s history. The halo-halo ingredients represents the amalgamation of cultures that the Philippines is: Leche flan (Spanish…similar to creme brulee), ice cream, rice krispies  (American), and beans, agar-agar, coconut, and various fruits like jackfruit/lanka (Malay). Chendol is more Malay with a variety of beans, palm sugar syrup (again alamak!), jelly noodles, and agar-agar. Optional toppings for both desserts include creamed corn, and other tubers and fruits.

Coffee (Kopi to locals) is another revelation. Western-type cafes like the Tiong Bahru Bakery or 40 Hands have the familiar espresso-based drinks (mocha, espresso, Americano etc.). Two drinks that I wasn’t familiar with are: long black and flat white. Long black is made by pouring a double espresso over hot water. It’s stronger, richer, and thicker than an Americano. I haven’t had a flat white but it looks to me like “steamed milk with some coffee”…not quite my speed but I might have to try it while I’m here since both are popular in this area of the planet.  

There are “boutique” cafes like I mentioned above and the conglomerate owned (Starbucks). However, most locals prefer going to “kopitiam” (kopi – coffee, tiam -house). Coffee here is served with sugar and milk. It is sweet and mocha-colored…again not my speed but it works. I prefer it straight up black (kopi kosong). Check out this website for how to order coffee while in S’pore.

That’s all I can write about for now…like I mentioned, there’s a plethora of food choices here that one just has to visit to understand all that I just talked about.

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Fulbright Distinguished Award in Teaching Fellowship to Singapore 2016-2017

A Busy Few Days

Since my last post included my ‘breaking news’ of learning that I would be able to teach a class, much has transpired. I have taught TWO classes, went for a short visit to another Singapore secondary school, and facilitated a workshop on using Desmos in mathematics classes. While it’s only been a few days, it seems like so much has happened. This is a LONG post…only those with fortitude will make it to the end. I think the next post will have a lighter topic. My loving and supportive husband says that he’s got his “Singaporean Food” post ready to go. If that’s more to your liking, check back again soon.

In the Sec3N2 (Secondary level 3, Normal Academic stream, group 2) class on Tuesday, I introduced the topic of completing the square. This can be a tricky topic to teach as it can be quite abstract for students. I consulted the textbook, which provided a class activity in which the students were asked to expand the perfect squares of several binomials, to note the “b” and the “c” in the resulting trinomial form, and to calculate (b/2)^2 for each expansion. All of the information was to be collated into a chart provided in the text. While I think the objective of the activity was to provide a visual and algebraic representation of the relation between the “b” and the (b/2)^2 needed to complete the square, it didn’t leave any room for students to do any of the sense-making in my opinion. The last column (calculate (b/2)^2) essentially asks students to evaluate without really explaining – or expecting the students to figure out – why the value needed to complete the square was (b/2)^2. I knew pretty quickly that this particular resource in the textbook did not support my teaching philosophies or practice in general. In the text, there were also some visuals provided in the form pictures of round algebra ‘discs’ (colored circles) that depicted the expressions. But those visuals fell short. The x^2 circles and the x circle and the unit circles were represented with the same size, only differing in color. While the framed arrays formed squares to show how the product of the binomials makes a square, it couldn’t indicate how the square was incomplete in the first place and what value was needed to complete it. I didn’t really like how the lesson was seemingly presented in the book, so I went in search of something else.

Luckily, Beth, my fantastic Northside  colleague (#thenorthsideway), had recently found a Desmos activity that dealt with this very topic and emailed the link to the math department. This was last week and before I even knew I would need it. Talk about serendipity! I re-opened it, deleted a few slides, added some others, and then used it with the class. If anyone out there is interested, here is the link that will take you to the editable activity (you will need to activate and login to a FREE account with Desmos).  It was created by Nerissa G. (don’t know her) and edited by mathycathy (don’t know her either) and then by me, and likely by many, many others.

I started the class by asking the students to agree that they had to interrupt me if my American accent made it hard to understand me or if I slipped into American English – like using “factor” instead of “factorise” or “parentheses” instead of “brackets.” I gave each of the students a small white board and dry-erase markers because we didn’t have laptops/devices for them to do the Desmos activity on their own. My plan was for me to project and click through the slides while students wrote their answers on the whiteboards. It was basically a low-tech technology integration. Next, I asked students what came to mind when I said “completing the square.” A few offered responses of “incomplete squares” and one student drew three sides of a square on his white board and said it was an incomplete square, then drew the fourth segment to complete it. I told him it was a great depiction of what we were about to do.

Then, I moved on to what I thought would be a quick pre-lesson assessment to check their readiness for the learning objective (shout out to another fabulous colleague Jill for making that last phrase and practice such a ‘given’ in our department). It revealed that some of the students could not properly square a binomial or factor(ise) a trinomial into a binomial squared. Students were writing that (x+3)^2 = x^2 + 9. Classic mistake – in the US and here. If I had know that this was the case, I may have created other slides that gave a similar pictorial representation of the ones I used in the activity. As such, we spent some time clearing up those misconceptions. After a few of these problems, I started the above-linked Desmos activity. I only got through 9 of the 16 slides because of the unexpected gaps we had to clear up, but students were getting it. Overall, I’d say it was still a successful lesson. The regular teacher picked up where I left off the next day because I had a short visit to another local secondary school on Wednesday. She reported to me that the students enjoyed the lesson and that it was easier “to explain why the coefficient of x has to be divided by 2.” And, they were eventually able “to complete the square without having to draw the actual squares,” which I had asked them to do while I was teaching. Because of the scheduling, they don’t have math again until Monday. The real test will be whether they remember how to complete the square on Monday.

I visited NBSS because the professor of the class that I am taking at NIE recommended to us students that we visit. The principal of the school is a former student of hers and she spoke highly of him and the school. I wanted to check it out. I chatted with the principal and the assistant principal, spending a good portion of our conversation talking about how difficult it is to get teachers to teach in a more student-centered way. I also visited a couple math classes briefly and talked with the math HOD and the School Staff Developer. I learned from the principal about his approach of caring for the students and setting high expectations for them. He’s done much to enhance the physical environment of the school, installing bright graphics in the sports hall, creating spaces for permanent art installations, including a “Great Wall of Yishun,” which is a mosaic decorated exterior wall of the school property. Students and teachers through the years have contributed to the mosaics. He commented that his goal was to make the school seem less institutional and more like a home. I think he succeeded. I could see that it was a special place for both students and staff.

On Thursday morning I facilitated a Desmos workshop for TSS math teachers and then later taught a Sec2 math class. Most of the math teachers either had never used Desmos or had very little exposure to it, so we started with setting up an account and playing with the graphing utility. I shared with them some paper-based activities that I developed before Desmos created the Activity Builder. I also transformed those activities into on-line versions for Activity Builder. We did one of those next. In the 50 minutes we had, we didn’t have much time for them to start to work on their own activities, but they got a foundation of the graphing utility and the Activity Builder. I encouraged them to search for activities, modify them and make them their own. I also directed them to the Desmos-created activities in the thematic bundles. I demonstrated how the Activity Builder allows teachers to monitor students’ answers, to use student answers for cultivating discourse, and to encourage students to read and respond to other students’ ideas. I reported that using the white boards could be a viable alternative because the students do not have laptops or Chromebooks. The feedback was positive, with some teachers wishing we had more time – a common refrain from any teacher!

Directly after the workshop, I taught 40 Secondary 2 students (equivalent to US 8th grade). Wow. Talk about exhausting. Forty kids is a lot to handle. I had 60 minutes to teach “Solving Quadratic Equations by Factorisation” – starting with the zero product property. Again, I felt that it was my task to allow students time and space to make sense of these ideas. I couldn’t just tell them what they had to know. As much as I wanted to use graphs, I couldn’t attach the ideas to roots of a quadratic because the book doesn’t do that and keeps that as a separate topic. Therefore, I felt that using Desmos was not appropriate…unfortunately. After a challenge problem in which I encouraged them to use guess-and-check (and they didn’t *want* to use guess and check), I displayed the slide below. Predictably, they moaned when they saw there were so many problems to answer. Then, they chuckled when they realized what was going on.

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The next slide asked a simple question:

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I asked students to respond to the question and their hands went up. I called on one girl and she said, “Zero.” I said that answer was not enough, that I needed an answer that was equivalent to a paragraph, not just one word. “Please go on,” I said. She looked at me like I was a little crazy. Of course, I knew what she meant, and she knew that I knew what she meant, but I couldn’t let her get away with a one-word answer. After waiting for a bit, she said, “Each equation has a zero.” (I didn’t want to harp on the fact that they weren’t quite equations without the resulting evaluations included in them, so I let that part go.) “OK,” I said. “That’s a sentence. Let’s add on to that sentence to make a paragraph, which needs at least three sentences. That’s what I learned in the States, at least. Who wants to add on to that?” After another wait, some hands went up and one girl said, “In each equation, zero is multiplying another number.” OK, so we were up to two sentences, but we hadn’t fully explained what was happening. Finally, a boy proffered his sentence, “And when you multiply any number by zero, then answer is always zero.” We finally had a paragraph’s worth of an explanation. I made each of the students repeat their sentences in order about three times each.

Next, the students had to generalize (generalise) what they saw, so my next prompt said:

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I asked them to write down some ideas and then they shared. Again, it took about three students to come up with comparable statements to the property below. I didn’t just tell them what it was; they had to tell me what it was.

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The rest of the lesson proceeded with applications (or not) of the property and important discussions about the examples I provided. Some students struggled with the last example below (where the answer is x = 2 or x = -3). And, after some practice problems, some students were still struggling with what to do AFTER the factorization. I wasn’t completely successful at getting them to understand how to apply the zero product property once they got to the step where they needed it.

I’ve shared all this on this (extremely long) blog post for at least a few reasons. I was excited to teach and this blog allows me the chance to reflect on my teaching in a way that I cannot when I am actually teaching full-time. I wanted to explain at least a little how I espouse my beliefs about teaching and learning through my teaching practices. I hate to lecture. I hate to merely tell students what they are supposed to know. I want them to understand math, to make sense of it, to talk about it with each other. Explaining what I did and some of my choices allows me to offer evidence to my practice.

(Big thanks to Thomas for taking the pictures for me – even without my asking.)

I don’t hold the illusion that this post will change anyone’s teaching practice, but perhaps it will spark conversations between teachers who have read this (thanks for getting this far, by the way). As I told a colleague here, teaching is so isolating. Teachers rarely get to see other teachers in the practice of teaching. Videos in places like Teaching Channel are great resources, but it’s still not the same as seeing another teacher live. Every teacher I know agrees that the student teaching term is not long enough for most teachers to learn the craft. So, teachers need to make concerted efforts to see other teachers teach. New doctors don’t meet with patients on their own. New attorneys don’t litigate on their own. It seems like it’s only teachers who are left to their own devices as soon as they are credentialed. Perhaps this lengthy post will encourage a few teachers to think more about their own practice, to talk to others about their teaching and to see their colleagues in action.

 

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Term Break Over and Back to School(s)

Singapore local schools are back in session now after having a week-long break that separates term 1 from term 2 (or first quarter from second quarter, as most American schools would say). Since the school year starts in January here, we have just finished up the first half of the first semester. Only some of the international schools, like CIS, start in August and end in June, like US schools do. All of the local school’s school years start at the beginning of January.

My family and I started off the break with our first overseas trip from Singapore. We took a bus over the northern boarder to Malaysia to go to Legoland. (I quickly learned here that people don’t “go out of town” here; they go “overseas” because going out of town is the same as going to another country. See earlier post about finding the international terminals at the airport.) While the drive itself was only an hour, it took over two hours to get there. We had to stop at immigration in Singapore, then again about 5 minutes later after crossing the bridge in Malaysia to show our passports and get our stamps. We had to visit both again on the way back. It was worth it: Legoland was all that the girls dreamed of, if not more.

Huge Lego dudes (btw, where are the Lego Friends girls???) greeted us on the way in to the hotel. There were Legos in the main lobby and the girls got straight to work.

We enjoyed the rest of the park and water park for 2.5 days. I’m pretty sure we don’t need to go back, even if the girls would want a return visit.

While the girls went back to school on Tuesday, the rest of my week was spent working on my project – the real reason I am here! I did a deep dive into the Singapore Maths Standards and a set of textbooks which I had purchased a while ago. There are only two math books which are authorized by the MOE that can be used in Singapore schools. Both of my school attachments have used the same set of texts, one of the approved ones. I compared the content and sequencing between the standards and the textbook sections and I was stunned at the alignment between the standards and the textbooks. I’ve never seen such a close alignment.

The titles of sections in the book are the same as the standard. For instance, there is a standard in Number and Algebra: Algebraic Expressions and Formulae which reads: “addition and subtraction of algebraic fractions with with linear or quadratic denominator” with examples listed. The title of section 3.3 in the Sec2 textbook is “Addition and Subtraction of Algebraic Fractions.” The verbiage in sections of the Sec1 books are even closer to the standards themselves. This alignment between text and standard is not the only difference I’ve noted between teaching/learning math in Singapore versus the US.

The wording that is used for Singapore Mathematics Standards is simple and straightforward, while the Common Core State Standards for math are much more verbose. The Singapore Maths Standards simply states: “use of:

  • (a+b)² = a²+2ab+b²
  • (a-b)²= a²-2ab+b²
  • a²-b²=(a+b)(a-b)”

And also: “factorisation of quadratic expressions ax²+bx+c.”

The CCSS-M states as corollary standards: “Use the structure of an expression to identify ways to re-write it. For example, see x^4 – y^4 as (x²)²-(y²)², thus recognizing it as a difference of squares that can be factored as (x²-y²)(x²+y²)….Choose and produce an equivalent form of an expression to reveal and explain properties of the quantity represented by the expression…Factor a quadratic expression to reveal the zeros of the function it defines.”

While the Singapore standards plainly state what must be learned, the US standards use more words to state more generally what must be learned and how it should be applied. When the US standards say “choose and produce an equivalent form,” the Singapore standards say exactly which equivalent form it wants. While the Singapore standards stop at stating what math is to be learned, the US standards say that factoring a quadratic is “to reveal the zeros of the function it defines.” The use of the factorization is implied in the SG standards, and stated in the US standards. But the actual math is more explicit in the Singapore standard than the US standard. I’m not saying which is better, but it’s interesting to me how these standards are stated. I think that there are implications in the classroom for both of them and I am still considering what those are.

BREAKING NEWS: I get to teach tomorrow! A teacher is allowing me to teach completing the square to her 3N2 class tomorrow afternoon. We chatted for a bit about it, but it’s up to me to come up with the lesson plan. It’s been a while since I’ve been “in charge” in a classroom, so I am eager to get my teacher hat back on. And, it’s been even longer since I’ve taught this particular topic, so I’ll have to dig deep into my reserves to determine how I want to go about this. Spring Break definitely feels like it’s over now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Noticing Noticing

We get looks. I have noticed the way that some people here in Singapore *see* us. When the four of us are together, they look at me, they take a lingering look at Yo, then they look at our two kids. I also get a look when it’s just me and the two girls. Sometimes, there is a look of confusion. Other times, the confusion turns to comprehension. Other times, the look is a smile in approval. Only a few times has it been a look of less than approval. My hypothesis about the looks that we get was confirmed in a short interaction after a set of the looks that we get.

Yo had paid for us ladies at a nail salon and then stepped out to run another errand. The woman at the counter said, “Where are you from?”

Me: “We are from the US.”

Her: “Where is your husband from?”

Me: Tilt my head slightly to the side and blink my eyes, feigning incomprehension.

Her: “Is he from Vietnam?”

Me: “No.” (I knew she wanted me to go on, but I didn’t.)

Her: “Ah, well, it’s very rare to see an Asian man with a white woman. It’s usually the other way around. We see white man with Asian woman all the time, but never Asian man with white woman. It’s very strange, very rare, to see such a thing.”

Me: “Is that right? … OK … Huh” (I smiled and refrained from saying, “Thank you for stating the obvious and the well documented.”)

It’s not lost on me that others have to deal with *looks* as a regular part of their life, so my reflection on my experiences with these “noticings” is not really groundbreaking. And, it’s only been here that I noticed them. Back home, I’m not in a minority ethnic group, while I am a minority here. Back home, we interact less with strangers. We have our groups of friends and they know us. Back home, it’s not uncommon for a white woman to be caring for/travelling with young children. Here, the babysitters/helpers/”aunties” are only brown. So, when people see a white woman with two brown children, they get confused and it shows. Even Lulu’s classmates couldn’t believe that I was her mother when I dropped her off at school. “Was that your grandma?” she reported that they asked. (I know that I am an older mom, but I am I that old???)

None of this truly bothers me. It was only worth a blog post because the looks are so prevalent, not because they inhibit me in anyway. I know that for others, the sense of ‘other-ness’ is much stronger and can hinder their progress. I look forward to a time when no one has to experience the stares that imply otherness.

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Fulbright Distinguished Award in Teaching Fellowship to Singapore 2016-2017

Uniform Uniformity

I have not yet written about how all public schools (and even all other schools as far as I know) have uniforms for their students. Every school’s uniform is unique to their school and always has the school name somewhere on it, usually over the left-side chest. I’ve been told that the reason they have the school uniforms is to cultivate a shared identity and school pride. Students wear uniforms all the way up through junior college and polytechnics (ages 17-18). 

I don’t have any pictures of Singapore students in uniform, but my own kids wear uniforms to their school and they’re basically representative of the norm here.

In my commuting to schools and in the schools I’ve visited, I’ve noted that girls must wear uniform skirts; there’s no option of slacks or shorts for them. Boys in Sec1 and Sec2 (7th-8th grade) must wear uniform shorts and older boys wear uniform slacks. The regular uniform shirts are button down, while the PE uniforms are usually collared, polyester. Also, each student is assigned to a house named after a constellation, and their PE uniform is a color specific to that house. 

I can’t help but think that none of this would fly in Chicago. I know that some schools have uniform, but there’s no way that CPS could implement a district-wide policy of school uniforms, even if the schools themselves could design and choose their individual uniforms. And, if girls were forced to wear skirts everyday, there would be a revolt. This difference in approach to student school wear is indicative of the cultural differences between Singapore and US/Chicago. Some of what MOE encourages/implements/imposes is transferable and some of it is not.

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Fulbright Distinguished Award in Teaching Fellowship to Singapore 2016-2017

Meditatations on Motivational Monday

A practice started just this year at TSS is called Motivational Mondays. After the morning anthem singing, flag raising, and pledge reciting, students listen to a short talk given by one of the teachers or administrators. The talk is meant to inspire students as they start their week. Celebration Fridays cap off the end of the week, when the student body learns of big and small accomplishments from throughout the school. 

I witnessed my first Motivational Monday this week and then was asked if I’d deliver my own next week. I said yes.

Monday’s talk was delivered by the chair of the English Department. He read the (classic?) story of the butterfly that was helped out of its cocoon and then subsequently was unable to fly because it needs the struggle of its slow emergence to properly prepare its wings. The students learned the moral of the story is that the struggle is not only real, but necessary. Or, as I’m prone to say: necessary, but insufficient. 

Now, its my turn to come up with something to motivate the students through the week. The fact there’s a term break the following week would be motivation enough for me. Alas, I don’t want to break this new tradition. I’m honored that they trust me enough in one week to captivate 1100 students  on a Monday morning at 7:38.

I’ve been letting this charge percolate for a few days now. I’ve even reached out to my Northside darlings to see if any of them want to throw together a video montage to inspire their international cohorts.  

I’ve got some backup plans of somehow using the song “Get Back Up Again” from the movie “Trolls.” Or perhaps a story of my 8 year-old deciding she’d try out for a talent show on her first day in a new school in a new country, auditioning with new friends, making up a dance to Taylor Swift. She didn’t make it into the show, but there’s a motivational story in there somewhere. Nothing is settled, yet. I’ll keep meditating on it.

Now it’s time for me to get my head of of this phone and meditative state so I can pay attention to where I’m getting off this bus. I’m 95% sure I’m on the right bus…I need to make sure.

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Fulbright Distinguished Award in Teaching Fellowship to Singapore 2016-2017

Guest Blog Post 1: Life on Public Transit

Guest blogger, Johan Tabora, my supportive and loving husband, weighs in on his perspective on the Lion City:

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My first guest blogger and first husband, Johan Tabora.

We’ve been in Singapura (“singa” from a loose translation of “singa” – Lion, “pura” – city) for over a month and it’s been a crazy cool time for all of us. While I know the city well enough to get from point A to B and back without getting lost (the transit system here is AMAZING! – more on that later) there is so much more to this city state that meets the eye.

First impressions. The city is cosmopolitan, vibrant, a true melting pot in every sense of the word. I hear numerous languages spoken at any given time much akin to ethnically diverse ‘hoods in Chicago or New York or LA. Everyone speaks some English but it isn’t heard everywhere contrary to my prior conceptions. I struggled at first to understand what people at the hawker center said but I got used to it. Just listen carefully lah! More on the food scene later but let me get to one of my favorite topics…urban transportation.

As some of you may know, I love to get around using my bike and public transportation. Growing up in the urban center of Manila instilled this in me.  I thought Chicago’s was pretty good but it pales in comparison to the system here.  The SMRT is a central entity that manages Singapore’s mass transit system. It comprises the MRT, the bus system, and the taxis. The fact that the whole system is centrally operated (compared to the free market driven systems in the US) speaks to the culture – and while this may have disadvantages, the positives are remarkable.

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To say that the transit system here is world class is an understatement. A famous line goes something like this…”Singaporeans complain if the train takes more than 5 minutes to arrive.” The system is designed for MASS transportation. Trains are clean and on-time (for the most part). Each train has at least six cars and on the East-West Line (EW or Green Line – see link above) some of the cars are without seats. According to a friend most of lines except the EW and North-South (NS) were built in just the last 15 years and these newer lines don’t even have drivers.

 

As a result of this push for mass transit train stations are modern and clean (especially the new ones) . The signs are strategically-placed and easy to follow. One feature baffled me until recently. On the floor of all the bus and train stations were these little nubs/pegs that reminded me of flat Lego plates (think the 8×4 plates) arranged in various lines (see figure below). At some spots these pegs would terminate into square arrangements (think 8×8 Lego plates). Turns out that these pegs are tools to help the visually-impaired. They use their canes to feel for the pegs and follow them. Square arrangements means they’ve reached a corner or an elevator.

 

 

The buses are clean and I always take a double decker (DD as we call it) when I can. It seems like the DD’s are used to high volume routes like the 14, and 65. 

 

Like I mentioned above, the system was designed and built for mass transportation. Evidence abounds: double decker buses, trains that come every 1-2 minutes, seatless train cars so people can squeeze like sardines. But despite this, I was amazed at the quality and quantity of cars that I see.

Government regulations encourage people take mass transit.  One only has to look at the process to buy a car to get a feel for this. The first step is to acquire a Certificate of Entitlement (COE) which allows a person to buy and operate a vehicle. According to the people I talked to it can cost anywhere from S$30k to S$50k and upwards depending on the vehicle type. I looked up our ride back home, a 2010 Toyota Prius and it cost upwards of S$100k which doesn’t include the COE. One of these week’s headlines was the increase of the COE and price of motorcycles. A high-end Ducati or MV Agusta retails upwards of S$70k!

Despite this push, I was taken aback by the traffic and the volume of vehicles on the road. I guess this policy forces people to take care of their cars. I haven’t seen a car belch smoke like I’ve seen in the States or in Manila. Speaking of cars, I find the types of cars here refreshingly new. It’s obviously a different market. SUV’s aren’t that many and I haven’t seen a pickup truck yet. The Honda Odyssey here is ¾ the size of a US Odyssey. Toyota minivans are Alphard, Vellfire, and Sienta. And I haven’t seen this many luxury and uber-luxury cars abound. I came up with this analogy to highlight Singaporeans’ love for cars and the wealth here.

This is based on the frequency of what I see on roads. USA -> Singapore: Lexus, Acura, Infiniti -> Mercedes, BMW, Audi; Mercedes, Audi, BMW -> Porsche, Maserati. Aston Martin. One any given day, I may see at least two Ferraris , maybe a Bentleys or a Lamborghini, and if I’m lucky, a Rolls Royce Phantom. Along one of my bus routes (think Western or Ashland) there is a Bentley and Ferrari parked on the street everyday.

On a smaller scale, two modes of mobility are prominent.  One way of getting around for distances too close for a bus but might be a stretch to walk is by scooter. I don’t think I’ve seen this many adults use this mode of transportation in any city I’ve been. Commuting by bike is gaining popularity as a way to get around. I had thought of bringing my cargo bike but upon seeing the infrastructure here, I’m glad I didn’t. People ride on the side of the roads. There are no designated bike lanes anywhere. The number of people I see cycling to work everyday might suggest that this is safe, and I’ve seen motor vehicles follow patiently behind bikes.


To support this movement is a burgeoning bike infrastructure. There are bike racks in abundance especially in commercial areas and transit terminals. The Parks Connector Network (PCN) is about to be interconnected so one can theoretically get anywhere via bike. There is a nascent bike sharing culture here started by oBike. It’s a bit different from the Divvy system in Chicago in that you could pick up and leave a bike in any public parking area.

                                                     

I’ve heard people say that bike lanes are in the works and  I foresee the “bike as legit mode of transportation” growing here.   Needless to say, I look forward to coming back here with our bikes for work and play!

 

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Fulbright Distinguished Award in Teaching Fellowship to Singapore 2016-2017

Dessert First

While the family’s head chef perfectly seasons his guest blog post, I’ll post again about local food. I didn’t mention in the last post how we’ve been enjoying the tastes of “kueh” or bite-sized snacks and treats.

I’ve developed an addiction to onde onde, which are like rice flour balls, covered in coconut with caramel-brown sugar insides. Another fave is chendol: shaved ice, condensed milk, caramel syrup, red beans, and some green jelly things. Today after a yoga class I stopped at Galicier Pastry Shop in Tiong Bahru and picked up some Bincka Ubi (yellow, in picture below) and Kueh Dar-Dar (green roll):


I’m more than a little OCD asking about ingredients due to my nut allergy and the woman behind assured me there were none. She also told me about 5 times that the Dar-Dar was the shop’s signature treat. After my first taste, I know why. Now my dilemma is whether I save some for my family or make it all disappear before I meet up with them.

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