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Showing posts with label Joy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joy. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Penguins - Spy in the Huddle


Image Source: BBC
I like a good David Attenborough doco as much as the next biologist and animal lover. But sometimes you're just not in the mood for watching nature at its harshest and bloodiest.

The BBC's 'Penguins - Spy in the Huddle' is the most captivating heart-warming nature documentary that I have ever seen. We follow the early lives of Rockhopper, Humboldt, and Emperor penguin, as they grow up in this dangerous world.

Luckily, we have an insider's view. 'Egg cam', 'chick cam', and 'rock cam' show us the Penguins' world through hidden cameras. The technical expertise is inspiring, with imitation penguin robots able to right themselves when toppled over by over-zealous feathered admirers. 'Rockhopper cam' in particular resembles something out of one of the 'Saw' videos, so who can blame the penguins for questioning the intrusion.

This bird's eye view of the birds adds an element of humour. We see childless Rockhoppers attempting to nuture egg cam, and single birds flirting with the imposters. Here we see the first ever footage of a penguin colony filmed from a camera hidden inside a fake egg, flown through the sky by a bird.



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Monday, March 26, 2012

Learning about teaching

 A PhD student catapulting towards the inevitable career in academic cannot escape the joys of teaching. What I'm wondering is how that buzz phrase come into popular usage, as I've never heard a senior academic describe teaching as 'joyful'. But still, I'll reserve judgement until after the event.


These last few weeks I tried my hand at teaching, for the very first time. Or 'demonstrating' as they call it here. Tutoring, mentoring, teaching. It's all the same thing. That is, attempting to impart some wise words of wisdom onto some uncaring undergraduates, who have better things to do with their time.

When I was a first year undergraduate (fading into a distant memory now) tutors and lecturers were all the same to me. Professor Nature Paper held just about the same status as Miss Third-Year Undergraduate Tutor. Although 20 years of hard work and an age of maturity differentiated the two, that didn't matter to me, as they both held a superior status over myself that I didn't really understand.

Last week, as I nervously entered the teaching laboratories, I tried to remember this. A quick read through the laboratory manual didn't fill me with much confidence however. Whilst it seemed fairly straightforward, I worried about the possible unanswerable questions that would come my way and make me appear an academic failure. After all, when I was an undergraduate, I remember learning the same thing several times, so surely these students in the middle of their degree would only ask probing and intelligent questions?

Although some did, I needn't have worried. I remembered then, that even though undergraduates learn a lot, repetitively, they only really learn it in the days before their exam, before they promptly forget it again. So whilst I had also forgotten the material in the 8 years or so since completing my science degree, at least the 8 years of working in science had taught me the necessary skills in 'scientific waffling' to make myself seem knowledgeable to these students. I'd also forgotten how undergraduates only care about passing their exams, whereas PhD students, whether they care or not, are required to test ever possible avenue of inquiry and remember the details 4 years later. The result is that few of these undergrads ventured far from the bare minimum suggested by the laboratory manual, whilst all those 'obvious flaws' in the experimental design that I worried how to explain thankfully passed by unnoticed by the students.

I cannot judge. I remember specifically flailing in undergraduate laboratories, unsure what the point was or what we were doing. I recognised this look of panic on many young faces. "We're expected to write a 3000 word assignment of this?!!". I'm glad it's not me.

Whilst I care just as little about the content of the lab as they did, I learnt just as much as they did in the 3 hour laboratory.  I finally understood that students think their laboratory practicals are meant to teach a scientific concept (eg. how a VEP works), whereas the tutors are trying to teach them something entirely different. Science never works, think for yourself and try it again a different way! 

I found the teaching experience much more enjoyable than I expected, but ask me again in 20 years!
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Sunday, January 1, 2012

Debugging unicycles

Welcome 2012!

Another Christmas holiday period has passed us by, at an accelerated rate, it seems.

This is the first Christmas that I've spent in New Zealand, as usually I take the yearly trip across the ditch to visit my whanau in 'Aussie'.

What a good year to choose (she says with irony, at the excessive rain that's swamped the entire North Island for the past two weeks). I wonder how much those fireworks off Auckland's sky tower at New Years cost? Pity they were obscured by the low lying cloud!

What I do love about New Zealand, is that everyone seems to take the opportunity to vanish into the countryside for the entire month of January. Auckland empties out, nothing functions properly, and you can be excused for not being at university, as more than likely your supervisor isn't either.

Though in all truthfulness, I enjoyed my wet and rainy New Zealand Christmas. As the proud owner of a unicycle (gifted by a mother who understands my regret at not taking up my place at circus school) and a Windows Phone 7 programming book (gifted by a boyfriend who perhaps doesn't underestimate my intelligence as much as I do), I certainly have no excuse for boredome.

May this be a year of debugging unicyles and other such things of randomness.

[Image credit: Philip Turnbull]
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Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Relaxation Ethic

Yesterday was a public holiday. Bless the Queen and her birthdays.

I took this opportunity to establish a work ethic that I hope will stay with me throughout my PhD.

I relaxed...

Let me introduce my boyfriend. I despise the term BF, so I shall refer to him as P. As a neuroscience student with an interest in enhancing brain function, it seems unnecessary to reserve the acronym for future discussion about methamphetamine use. In case it's too early in the 4 year slog to rule that out, I'll cover my bases. P or PT can be used interchangeably. PT, as in PeTe, PaTrick, etc. You choose.

I've always been impressed by PT's work ethic. 2 and a half years into his PhD, I've never seen him reading a paper or working on his thesis at home. There are several explanations for this:

1. Confirmation bias. I only ever see him when he isn't working, because obviously he is with me.
2. He's only 2 and half years into his PhD, and is putting off the dreaded thesis writing. 
3. He's got a good relaxation ethic and only works when he is at uni. 

Knowing 1 and 2 to be incorrect (information obtained by stalking his house and computer, respectively), I'm going to put my faith in 3, summarised below:

When at uni, I work hard.
When at home, I don't work at all.
When given time off, I don't feel guilty. 

Thanks PT. Hopefully I can follow your example. 
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