The Event Horizon of Regret This is no star map; this is the geography of my own collapse. I am on my knees, the obsidian floor splintering under the weight of what hovers above me. It is a sphere of pure, swirling silence—the Black Hole Mind. It breathes gravity, pulling at the seams of my flight suit, demanding I fold. I try to summon the old fire, to spark some resistance, but my anger manifests only as thin, fractured volleys of violet lightning. They strike the darkness and are instantly swallowed. I am tiny. I am insignificant. And I am being crushed by the density of everything I cannot escape. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett , is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art . Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub: https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ You can subscribe to my music via YouTube Music , Spotif...
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Disengaged students
If the data is consistent 10% of youths between the age of 16 to 18 are not engaged in education, employment, or training (a stitch in time: tackling educational disengagement). The ongoing cost for people who have disengaged will grow ever-increasing as society relies less on unskilled labor.
Technological change, greater labor market flexibility, and economic reforms are transforming the workplace. In Australia the labor growth sections are;
Health Care and Social Assistance
Professional, Scientific and Technical Services
Education and Training
Mining
Construction
The jobs in decline are;
Manufacturing
Agriculture, Forestry and Fishing
The Future Of All Work, And Not Just For Creatives - trends in USA:
“With the avalanche of new products, new technologies, and new ways of working, workers are going to have to become more creative in order to benefit from these changes.”
The disengaged ex-students have a decreasing employment prospect. Has education failed these students?
Whether the answer is yes or no there needs to be a stronger focus on trying to reducing disengaged students.
What are the indicators?
a poor attitude towards learning and enjoyment of learning
a long tail of underachievement
social background & attainment -> deprived backgrounds with good prior attainment
persistent truancy from secondary school
schools that suffers from poor behaviour and image
children from deprived backgrounds
children with special needs
children in local authority care
children with ESL needs
The problem
Whilst the problem of disengagement and the immediate effect of the disengagement is evident in older student groups it is the younger groups that require significant attention. Students are switching off from education at an early stage.
Two questions
How can educators identify and risk manage behavioral disengagement, emotional engagement & cognitive engagement in the early stages of schooling?
If engagement is closely linked to inclusion and if the indicators (above) refer to exclusion how can schools provide a service for the excluded?
Inclusion programs are required however the programs required need to be a differentiated service.
Inclusion programs within sport, recreation, cultural and participatory activities.
Identification programs to provide service support for low-level truancy, health issues, police, pregnancy, drug consumption, and family conflict.
Interventionist programs that support students through high-level truancy, sexual violence, mental health, not residing at home, and family breakdown.
Possible solutions
Inclusion programs will not work if education is primarily focussed on classroom activities. Schools need to enable adaptive learning solutions.
Formal recognition of activities outside of school
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