1. You wonder how much longer till you get to leave and find out you've only been there for 20 minutes.
2. You've worked with 250+ different kids at a learning center and work intimately with students at an ELEMENTARY SCHOOL and no one has made you hate kids more.
3. She seriously (SERIOUSLY) makes you reconsider having children yourself.
4. You find yourself tying back all the case examples in your Child Psychopathology book to her.
5. You come home and earnestly "just don't want to talk about it."
6. Calling her "The Child from Hell" is no longer a joke.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
The Rey-Osterrieth Complex Figure
Last semester, in Psych Assessment II, we learned to administer and qualitatively evaluate the Rey. As with a lot of assessment tools, it is interesting to learn what something abstract might imply about an individual. I felt that much of what my professor discussed left me skeptical; did "A" really imply "B?"
In Child Psychopathology, we were discussing the Rey and our professor had us try to draw it from memory, without looking at an original. Needless to say, I missed a lot of details and performed much worse than I thought I would have, despite having seen the figure time and time again. The purpose of our drawing the Rey was not to analyze ourselves but to put us in the perspective of an child who is doing it for the first time (namely, befuddled).
However, minutes after completing my drawing, I looked at it and was alarmed at something that was striking about my drawing: how much my ANXIETY showed through. I'm pretty upfront about my neuroticism and how easily anxious I get about things; though I wasn't feeling particularly anxious about the task, somehow my underlying trait anxiety came out.
Conclusion: Knowing how to qualitatively evaluate a psychological test does not mean you can fool it.
D'oh.
In Child Psychopathology, we were discussing the Rey and our professor had us try to draw it from memory, without looking at an original. Needless to say, I missed a lot of details and performed much worse than I thought I would have, despite having seen the figure time and time again. The purpose of our drawing the Rey was not to analyze ourselves but to put us in the perspective of an child who is doing it for the first time (namely, befuddled).
However, minutes after completing my drawing, I looked at it and was alarmed at something that was striking about my drawing: how much my ANXIETY showed through. I'm pretty upfront about my neuroticism and how easily anxious I get about things; though I wasn't feeling particularly anxious about the task, somehow my underlying trait anxiety came out.
Conclusion: Knowing how to qualitatively evaluate a psychological test does not mean you can fool it.
D'oh.
Friday, June 5, 2009
...
There has never been a kid that has boggled my mind more. Very recently, I began watching a 4 1/2 year old girl whose mother is a writer and needs some time to herself for her work. I could go into detail why I think this kid is crazy (intolerably so, and I've been interning at an elementary school for the past 9 months), but I will spare you.
Needless to say, I don't think I've ever so blatantly been called a liar.
While she was eating applesauce, we were talking about her and her little sister (1 year old). Her mother asks me if I have any siblings. I say I have an older sister. Her mom asks about the age difference. I say, "5 years. I also have a brother who's two years younger than I am."
Little Girl: "You don't have a brother."
G: "? ...Yes, I do."
LG: "No, you don't!"
G: "I do have a brother."
LG: "No, you don't."
Her mom: "That's silly. Why would she say she has a brother if she doesn't?"
LG: "Because she's LYING. SHE DOESN'T HAVE A BROTHER. I KNOW."
G: "How do you know?"
LG: "Because you don't. You're LYING! You're a liar. You don't have a brother!"
G: "I do. Actually, his birthday was two days ago."
Her mom: "Oh wow, isn't that nice, [LG]?"
LG: "No, she's lying, she doesn't have a brother."
G: "But I do!"
LG: "NO, YOU'RE LYING."
G: "You know, I think have a picture of him on my phone. Do you want to see?"
LG: "Really? Okay."
(I get up to get my phone.)
LG: "WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" (screaming, on the verge of throwing a fit)
G: "I'm just getting my phone so I can show you a picture of my brother."
LG: "Oh okay."
She was surprisingly calm when I showed her a picture of my brother. And she believed me, too. I'm still trying to figure out what the fuss was about.
This girl is all kinds of crazy.
Needless to say, I don't think I've ever so blatantly been called a liar.
While she was eating applesauce, we were talking about her and her little sister (1 year old). Her mother asks me if I have any siblings. I say I have an older sister. Her mom asks about the age difference. I say, "5 years. I also have a brother who's two years younger than I am."
Little Girl: "You don't have a brother."
G: "? ...Yes, I do."
LG: "No, you don't!"
G: "I do have a brother."
LG: "No, you don't."
Her mom: "That's silly. Why would she say she has a brother if she doesn't?"
LG: "Because she's LYING. SHE DOESN'T HAVE A BROTHER. I KNOW."
G: "How do you know?"
LG: "Because you don't. You're LYING! You're a liar. You don't have a brother!"
G: "I do. Actually, his birthday was two days ago."
Her mom: "Oh wow, isn't that nice, [LG]?"
LG: "No, she's lying, she doesn't have a brother."
G: "But I do!"
LG: "NO, YOU'RE LYING."
G: "You know, I think have a picture of him on my phone. Do you want to see?"
LG: "Really? Okay."
(I get up to get my phone.)
LG: "WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" (screaming, on the verge of throwing a fit)
G: "I'm just getting my phone so I can show you a picture of my brother."
LG: "Oh okay."
She was surprisingly calm when I showed her a picture of my brother. And she believed me, too. I'm still trying to figure out what the fuss was about.
This girl is all kinds of crazy.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
"TEE HEE"
While outside in 30 degree weather making a phone call:
Bundled up Kindergartener to teacher: "...I'm wearing my jacket and I'm STILL cold!"
The only consolation for having to drive an hour out to my site is that we're applying for 2nd year placements real soon. I hope I get a forensic one...! Not very many options for 2nd years though... :/
Anyway, I have been watching a painful amount of NigaHiga, Kevjumba, and Decimal Brothers videos, on top of keeping up with Brotherhood 2.0. God, I love youtube. How else would I procrastinate and let my work pile up?
DEMON BANANA
Bundled up Kindergartener to teacher: "...I'm wearing my jacket and I'm STILL cold!"
The only consolation for having to drive an hour out to my site is that we're applying for 2nd year placements real soon. I hope I get a forensic one...! Not very many options for 2nd years though... :/
Anyway, I have been watching a painful amount of NigaHiga, Kevjumba, and Decimal Brothers videos, on top of keeping up with Brotherhood 2.0. God, I love youtube. How else would I procrastinate and let my work pile up?
DEMON BANANA
Sunday, November 23, 2008
OooOOoo!
Weird thing.
Talking to Nemo this morning, it came up that he had a dream last night in which he had a pet lion. In that dream, he lost both his pet lion and iphone. Upset, he went in search of them, searching, searching, searching... Someone gave him a blackberry as a replacement, and he hated it, and he got angry.
Last night, I dreamt that my phone was ringing. I saw that it was Nemo and picked up. However, it was a Korean woman who spoke no English, and through much confusion I finally figured out that Nemo had left his phone at her restaurant and that she was calling the last person on his call log to figure out how to get it back to him. So I jotted down her restaurant's number and tried to figure out how to get it to Nemo since I couldn't reach him by phone.
He dreamt that he lost his phone, and I dreamt that I (indirectly) found it... what the freak.
Talking to Nemo this morning, it came up that he had a dream last night in which he had a pet lion. In that dream, he lost both his pet lion and iphone. Upset, he went in search of them, searching, searching, searching... Someone gave him a blackberry as a replacement, and he hated it, and he got angry.
Last night, I dreamt that my phone was ringing. I saw that it was Nemo and picked up. However, it was a Korean woman who spoke no English, and through much confusion I finally figured out that Nemo had left his phone at her restaurant and that she was calling the last person on his call log to figure out how to get it back to him. So I jotted down her restaurant's number and tried to figure out how to get it to Nemo since I couldn't reach him by phone.
He dreamt that he lost his phone, and I dreamt that I (indirectly) found it... what the freak.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
...MOVE IT!
Okay, so I can understand if people don't like the song. Personally, I think it's cute and catchy. Everyone freaking loves Sacha Baron Cohen and that weirdass lemur king he voiced. I know it was only covered in Madagascar, but I don't know the original artist. But more than the movie, people know that song. It's just...so...catchy!
Kids LOVE the song. This is one thing I have learned at my placement. When they have school gatherings, they go out onto the field, blast the song over the loudspeakers, and 400 K-5 students dance, wiggle, and shout to this song.
It is especially adorable when you can hear a small group of first graders walking in the hallway singing, "I like to gobble gobble, I like to... GOBBLE!"
Oh, Thanksgiving.
Kids LOVE the song. This is one thing I have learned at my placement. When they have school gatherings, they go out onto the field, blast the song over the loudspeakers, and 400 K-5 students dance, wiggle, and shout to this song.
It is especially adorable when you can hear a small group of first graders walking in the hallway singing, "I like to gobble gobble, I like to... GOBBLE!"
Oh, Thanksgiving.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Oops
So exhausted from this entire week that I've had a pounding headache ALL day.
In better news, Po and I found a delicious Korean / Japanese place in Cambridge. It was the first Korean and/or Japanese place we had gone to. Well, I had gone to a sushi place that was SO TERRIBLE, and I told Po it tasted like ass, so she was as equally discouraged as I was about Asian food here.
But tuna maki rolls and bibimbap and bulgogi...
Memorable quote...
Po: (real awe) "You're enjoying your food so much that you're neglecting your beer. I've never seen that before."
There was a huge group of 30-35 people in the corner of the room and they were doing saki bombs. So they were kind of yelling, going, "1-2-3...!" I said "I WANNA JOIN!" more to Po than anyone else, but everyone in the room had gone silent because they were watching. Po just stared at me and was like "...that was so loud!" Ooops...
I be sleepy.
In better news, Po and I found a delicious Korean / Japanese place in Cambridge. It was the first Korean and/or Japanese place we had gone to. Well, I had gone to a sushi place that was SO TERRIBLE, and I told Po it tasted like ass, so she was as equally discouraged as I was about Asian food here.
But tuna maki rolls and bibimbap and bulgogi...
Memorable quote...
Po: (real awe) "You're enjoying your food so much that you're neglecting your beer. I've never seen that before."
There was a huge group of 30-35 people in the corner of the room and they were doing saki bombs. So they were kind of yelling, going, "1-2-3...!" I said "I WANNA JOIN!" more to Po than anyone else, but everyone in the room had gone silent because they were watching. Po just stared at me and was like "...that was so loud!" Ooops...
I be sleepy.
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