Learn-Develop-Grow

From Pixabay - an advertisement [The credit for this memory-jog is from my friend and former colleague, partner in crime in Hyderabad, Padma.  She sent me the snapshots which feature in the main text below and got me thinking of how we, as trainers and facilitators, metamorphosed from the humble chalk-and-talk to the various kinds of projection equipment that we used across all our training.  Thank you Padma.  Please Comment and Share this blog.] Mystery Words I mentioned the term "Progressive Disclosure" to a young 20-something and she blushed, flustered. When I asked what she was thinking, she hesitantly muttered, "Is that like strip-tease?"  Knowingly, I tried another word - "OHP".  This time she was truly mystified.  "What's that? A kind of complex -- like OCD?"  Aha!  I was making her think.  Then I popped the next word into a sentence.  "No, it's what came after the good, old charts and pictures. The OHP was replaced by the Car

  Hotel Airlink - a Home Away from Home (pic from Website) [Everyone remembers 26/11 2008 in India at least.   On the eve of that great tragedy I am prompted to  remember it for reasons that have stuck with me throughout these years.  Learnings of a lifetime were strewn in my path that day, night and the next entire week.] Just three days earlier we had lost our youngest brother, Paul, at the age of 43, to cancer.  On the 25th we attended his burial service and the next day, November 26th, I left for Mumbai by the evening flight to conduct a training program for my company.  I was to train a group of 18 senior-citizen Master Trainers from the world of Banking and Finance.  They had come from around the country for this week-long program. The Backpack and the Strolley As we circled the skies above Mumbai, all that the Captain told us was that we were waiting for permission to land.  He told us this a few times, but not the reason why.  People were worried as any form of communication wa

Image by  Rudy and Peter Skitterians  from  Pixabay   [Some of us might remember the good old vinyl records that occasionally got stuck in a groove. The music went round and round, repeating the same phrase over and over, till someone stepped over and lifted the stylus arm.  Hence, was born the phrase for anyone who keeps repeating the same things over, "like a broken record".  Sorry to put you through this again, but I feel quite strongly on the subject of online teaching and learning.  The two terms are inseparable as I believe that the result of "I Teach" is that "You Learn" and not "I have taught". Read, react, object, share, comment .. but give me some feedback, please.] Over the past seven months I have been part of a teaching and learning community that has been challenged by the new normal - it's been seven months, so we are dropping the quote marks around those words.  But we also need to learn from the experiments, successes and fai