–Five myths about girls and science that still endure, according to the National Science Foundation’s (NSF) Research on Gender in Science and Engineering (GSE) program. Thanks to Josh for the link.
-Forget snakes on a plane: Passenger smuggles monkey onto plane under hat. I like the part where it says: « The monkey spent the remainder of the flight in the man’s seat and behaved well, said Russell. » I wish I could say the same about most people I’ve had to sit next to on a plane.
-Your mother warned you about putting too much bubble bath liquid in the tub, didn’t she? Via Hou-Hou Blog.
-I know it’s mean of me, but this story has been making me chuckle all week: I’m on ur playa, burnin’ ur man.
-Need marketing? Hire a Zeke.
-Honey, I found our new television. I promise not to stick my face and hands on it though (unlike the girl in the ad/short film made by Wong Kar Wai for the product launch).
It’s amazing how slow change is on the girls / math & science front is. I’ve read that girls start to ‘loose interest’ in math around 11 years old, the time they start becoming interested in boys. Apparently they don’t want to show boys up by being smarter than they are in math, so they ‘play dumb’ and don’t participate as much, eventually loosing interest in the effort of getting a boy to like them. All of this happening subconsciously, of course. Scary. And sad.
Oh, and on the TV…do you think they’d give us a discount if we bought two?
@the milliner: The tv is only available in Europe right now. Do you think you could make a special hat to hide two of them inside of it when you go to London? If they can’t spot a monkey at customs…
Heh. Good point. The hard part would be supporting 2 tv’s with your head! ouch. I’d have to exercise so much I’d look like a football player!
At 11 I won a math contest. And strangely enough, I was *not* considered « dateable » by boys my age. At 13 I lost my knack for math. What happened? I could say algebra. The truth is closer to « algebra being taught by a clearly alcoholic (when your father’s one, you know the signs and they freak you out) authoritarian evil math teacher ». The kind to make fun of you in front of the whole class if you didn’t understand. He was so scary that a boy peed in class! (and got humiliated further by the teacher, of course)
Later I *chose* to take calculus at *night*. For no reason other than I felt like it. And I rocked. Simply because I wanted to.
Girls: say yes to math, say no to creepy teachers! ;-)