Back-breaker

A few weeks ago, I got out of bed and discovered I had a bad back. Well, shit happens, I thought; I’m not getting any younger. This old body isn’t what it used to be, and believe me when I say that it wasn’t much to begin with.

Such twinges tend to occur from time to time. After a day or so, they’re usually gone. Not so, this one.

Depending on the day during the last few weeks, this lower back pain, somewhere in or near my sacrum, has been anywhere from manageable to quite debilitating. By that, I mean that even walking has been painful.

It’s really been quite unpredictable. I go to bed each day with no idea how bad the pain will be when I get out of bed the next morning. Bending to pick something up, lifting children, walking: it’s all been very painful at times, tolerably uncomfortable at others.

In such situations, Sarah usually nags me to go and see someone. I usually respond by ignoring her until the noise of her nagging becomes louder than the persistence of the ailment from which I’m suffering.

Earlier this week, it had become obvious that this rather painful problem wasn’t going to go away on its own in the near future. With our long holiday starting just a couple of days from now, I couldn’t allow myself to be incapacitated in any way, so I relented and went to see a physiotherapist.

Half an hour after going in, I was feeling worse than before. He had applied a technique that I’m going to refer to as violent massage, although the plaque on the door read ‘medical massage’.

Yesterday evening, I finally started to feel a bit better, which was a great encouragement. I had another appointment with my torturer today, and again, I left his building brutalised and bruised. However, I did feel a lot better again.

The first visit didn’t yield most of its benefit until yesterday evening, so perhaps it’ll take another couple of days before I begin to feel the full benefit of today’s treatment.

Anyway, I want to be fully over this backache as soon as possible. I can deal with having it in my daily home life, but I don’t want it while I’m on holiday.

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Big Decision

We had to make a big decision today.

Eloïse was set to move after the summer from Het Speelhol to a new peuterspeelzaal, namely that belonging to the Amsterdamse Montessori School, about a kilometre from here.

The reason for the move was that Eloïse had been guaranteed a place at the Amsterdamse Montessori School from the age of four. However, places at the school are almost exclusively guaranteed to children who previously attend the school’s own play-school from the age of three. In other words, to make use of the place promised to Elo&ium;se at the school proper, we’d have to move her away from her beloved Wanda before she’s ready.

For months now, I’ve been trying to engineer a compromise for this situation. The school is adamant, however, that an exception to their policy cannot be made.

We’d started to resign ourselves to the idea of having to just swallow the situation. After all, you’d don’t want to jeopardise years of education at the right primary school for the sake of a few months at a fantastic play-school. We’d also met the staff of the play-school and Eloïse had enjoyed her visit there, so we had agreed to move Eloïse there the second week of August.

But over the last few months, criticisms of the Montessori method have started to reach my ears. They suggest an overemphasis on cognitive development and too little time spent on art and craft, music and movement. Anecdotal evidence also suggests that the Montessori approach of letting children pick which works they want to do, ultimately leads to many children excelling in the things they enjoy, whilst neglecting the subjects that they don’t.

A lot of these criticisms come from adults who went through the Montessori school system themselves, so I take them seriously. At the same time, however, none of the stories is shocking.

Nevertheless, we decided to rethink the situation and look around yet again at other schools, even though we’re already either on the waiting list of most neighbourhood schools, or we’ve been told that we’re too far down that list to ever stand a chance.

Our attention ultimately turned to the Geert Groote School, a vrijeschool (a.k.a. a Waldorf or Steiner school) about one and a half kilometres from here. We hadn’t previously considered this particular school — didn’t even really know about it, in fact — but after some research, decided that it would be a suitable school for Eloïse.

Compared to the schools of other didactic philosophies, it’s perceived as quite radical. Its doctrines flow directly from the school of thought known as anthroposophy. At its most basic, Steiner education incorporates physical, emotional, artistic and intellectual elements, rather than dealing purely with the cognitive. Sarah and I feel a great affinity with this approach, because the role of the child’s imagination is strongly emphasised.

Steiner schools are named after Rudolf Steiner, their founder, and also the founder of anthroposophy, eurythmy, and biodynamic agriculture (more commonly known these days as organic farming). Clearly, Herr Steiner spent a lot of time thinking about things.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, Eloïse has been offered a place at the Geert Groote School for the school year 2009/2010. That means she can start there when she’s four, after the summer of 2009.

This comes as a great relief to us. Not only do we identify more strongly with Steiner education than with the Montessori method, but it also means that Eloïse can stay at Het Speelhol until she’s four, which is something we’re all really happy about.

It’s also encouraging that the Geert Groote School has shown itself to be flexible and accommodating. That promises good things for the future.

In the course of my research, I downloaded and read the last few years’ worth of the educational inspection‘s reports on the Amsterdamse Montessori School and both locations of the Geert Groote School. The AMS actually comes away with the better judgement, but I believe that educational inspection favours the more cognitive schools. Not everything can be measured, especially a child’s emotional development.

That said, the second location of the Geert Grote School (known in that community as GGS2), receives an alarmingly bad report. The school has earned the unenviable predicate of zeer zwak, which translates as ‘extremely weak’. In fact, the school is threatened with closure if it doesn’t manage to raise standards in very short order. The GGS1 location, happily, is free of these problems.

One very useful site I found that helped with my research into schools was that of the Onderwijs Consumenten Organisatie (Education Consumer Organisation). Amongst other things, they maintain a news archive, containing stories on all of the Dutch education-related news from the past few years. For one thing, that enabled me to follow the GGS2’s descent into difficulties.

Incidentally, the Dutch vrijescholen community has its own Web site.

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Hitting The Road Again

Summer’s here and it’s time for us to head out onto the road again for our first holiday since the birth of Lucas. Yes, this time we will be travelling as a family of four.

This trip has been planned very quickly and, in fact, the planning is still quite thin at this stage. We’ll have to do the rest once we actually get underway.

We’ll leave Amsterdam this coming Sunday morning, driving south through the Netherlands to Belgium, where we’ll continue down along the coast of Flanders until we reach the port of Calais in France.

We’ll spend the night in France and then take the Channel Tunnel Monday morning to Folkestone on the English side. From there, we’ll drive on the wrong side of the road along the M20 and M25 to Henley-on-Thames to visit friends of ours who recently returned to England to live.

Tuesday morning, we get back in the car and head towards the county of Cornwall to visit Fenella and family. That will be at least a five hour drive, so whether we’ll actually make it to our final destination that day is rather unpredictable at the moment. It all depends on how well Lucas travels. I hope this trip serves to break him in and make him as good a traveller as his sister.

After an as yet undetermined number of days in Cornwall, we’ll drive to Cardiff and spend a night or two in the Welsh capital.

Then, it’s on further to Fishguard for the ferry across to Rosslare in Ireland.

Once on the emerald isle, we’ll drive north towards Dublin, where Opa Tony, Oma Bernie and my three newly discovered half-brothers will be waiting for us.

We haven’t got any further than that yet, but even that slice of the route is already good for around 1800 kilometres.

After the family visit, we’ll do a coastal loop of Ireland, including Northern Ireland, playing the intermediate stops pretty much by ear. We’re therefore not yet sure where exactly the trip will bring us.

We’ll be gone until the second week of August, so it’s going to be quite a lengthy road-trip of some five weeks or more. Our return is dictated only by Eloïse’s need to be back for the new term at her peuterspeelzaal.

We’re very excited about this new trip, but there hasn’t been a lot of time to think about it in the run-up to our departure, due to all kinds of tedious tasks that have to be taken care of before we leave. In just a few short days, though, we’ll be back on the road, visiting friends and exploring new places. I can’t wait.

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Ruby/AWS 0.3.3 Released

It’s only been a week since the release of Ruby/AWS 0.3.2, but 0.3.3 is here already.

Actually, there are almost no visible changes for the user. The only development of note is that the library is now available as a so-called gem for the RubyGems packaging system.

People have been on at me for years — basically, since RubyGems first became usable — to package my Ruby software as gems, but I’ve lacked the motivation to get to grips with a new packaging system.

It turns out that I overestimated the work involved. You can learn to create RubyGems in under an hour. The system is much less complex than building RPMs, for example. I really should have done this sooner.

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E90 and untrusted certificates pt. II

I wrote last year how the Nokia Communicator E90 telephone had no ability to permanently accept an untrusted (e.g. self-signed) certificate when picking up e-mail over SSL. This omission required the user to go through the rigmarole of setting up a certificate authority (CA) with which to sign the certificate, thereby vouching for its credibility.

Well, I upgraded the firmware of my E90 a couple of days ago from version 7.40.1.2 to 210.34.75 (don’t ask me about the change in version number schemes).

This update doesn’t appear to do very much, apart from improve Flash functionality in the Web browser. However, one small yet significant improvement that has probably gone unnoticed by most other users is that it’s now possible to permanently accept an untrusted certificate, without having to go through the bother of becoming a CA to vouch for it.

It’s a small change, but significant to a few people like me.

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