It’s a new year and a new beginning … or possibly another repeat. A challenge at the start of a new year is to remember the pledges and resolutions from last year. Much depends on perspective. Some resolutions never made sense in 2020 or before: Be a better person, exercise more, eat less, talk more or less, write letters, visit parents, and you know — all those things that you
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About a week into my current trip to Palo Alto and Berkeley, I find myself sitting in a place I know all too well: Peet’s Coffee House on University Avenue in Palo Alto — the heart of Silicon Valley. The first one for me, way back in 2008 when I first came here. And countless visits since moving home, moving back, and then moving home again, in the summer of
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Exited to plan for the upcoming BETT conference in Mexico City, where I will be doing two plenary talks to an audience unfamiliar to me: Spanish-speaking teachers and education managers. The notes are here, and by way of a few small points: [dg ids=”898,899″] How can one link the discussion of learning, technology and globalisation to the UN Global Development Goals? How should we think about that? From the rosy
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Coming to California, and then just never leaving…. The story repeats itself all the time: You live here in the Bay Area and you meet nice people, talkative people. As today, when I walked with my family down by the Alameda beaches in the Bay, looking at the occasional swimmer, surfer and bird celebrating the last days of April. This is a wonderful place to do so. But I approach
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Trailblazing the meaning of life with an old-timer Good things happen outdoors. On my bike ride this afternoon, I came to my usual spot in Tilden Park, on top of Berkeley looking East and in towards the mountains separating me from the Gold Country wilderness of the 1850´s. And here was this old guy just sitting there on the bench I usually end up on after my bike ride up
Read More….feels like a paper; OMG it´s a newspaper! Its NYT….: A regular Thursday morning (actually it´s not, since it´s Easter) finds me at the breakfast table with my view of the San Francisco Bay. It is a view that I will never quite get used to and also miss tremendously when we leave to go back to Norway. But something else is different this morning. I finally decided to go
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