Image borrowed; source lost; glad to credit if someone knows.
I linked it to something different but related.
| Respect trivia. For school kids, "trivia" means "won't be on the test." In the absence of tests, where all of life is learning, there IS no "trivia." There is only information. |
| Enough trivia will create a detailed model of the universe. |
| Enough trivia will create a detailed model of the universe. |
| Sometimes to understand a joke, people have to know three or four different things already. Sometimes a piece of humor ties together LOTS of trivia/learning in ways other things can't do. |
| A huge amount of learning is taking place, and the child's internal model of the universe is starting to form up. You can help! |
| Trivia is knowledge that connects things to other things, and ideas to images, and sounds to places. |
As they got older, and war games, movies about history, and international celebrities came over their intellectual horizon, so did trivia about the borders of countries. What's with Tibet? Taiwan? When did Italy and France settle into their current borders? Why does Monaco have royalty? The Vatican really has cash machines in Latin? What's the difference between UK and Great Britain? Is Mexico in north or central America? Were Americans REALLY that afraid of and ignorant about the Soviet Union in the 60's? In answering those questions, the terms and trivia of history, geography, philosophy, religion and political science come out. The words are immediately useful, and tied to ideas and pictures and knowledge the child has already absorbed, awaiting just the name, or the definitions, or the categories.
Billy the Kid reminds me of my grandmother. She lived in Lincoln County, New Mexico, in the nineteen-tens and a while after, when the events were more recent and richly local. She had been places he had been, and collected articles and booklets about him.| I'm happy to know I'm not the sole source of information for my kids. Last night I came to use my computer and there was a dialog on the desktop, a leftover instant message between my thirteen-year-old son Marty and an older homeschooler. This was the entirety of that dialog: Marty: You coming down? Other kid: yeah. Marty: Did you know Canada has Prime Ministers? Other kid: yeah Marty: dude Now I will never have to explain to Marty that Canada has a prime minister. I don't know why he cared, on a Friday night in New Mexico, but it doesn't matter. |
| Museums and historical markers can be fun, but most of the history around us is unmarked and undocumented. Every little bit of trivia gives you a hook to hang more history on. |