Thursday, February 21, 2013

"If your kids can't behave, don't fly until they can" - Why I have a problem with this attitude

Ah, here we go again.

Some poor passengers on an Air New Zealand flight from Auckland to Christchurch were disturbed by the cries of a two-year-old boy before take-off.

Oh, those poor, poor passengers and their sensitive ears, how ever did they cope?

The good news for them was that they didn't have to. The woman, and her two sons - aged five and two respectively - , were asked the leave the flight by an air hostess because 'the pilot could not take off with unsettled passengers'.

Yes, that's right, a woman who had paid for her ticket, and paid for the tickets of her children, was asked to leave a flight because her child was annoying the passengers.

Air New Zealand later said this wasn't true, and claimed that the woman was asked to leave the flight because the two-year-old refused to be properly restrained. Now, that is a more sensible argument, as it is a Civil Aviation requirement that all passengers wear a seat belt for take off and landing. However, if it is true, why did Air New Zealand wait until after the woman and her children had been forced to disembark before explaining this to them?

Sounds like a case of damage control to me.

The woman and her two sons were supposed to catch another flight to Christchurch an hour later but, by the time their baggage was unloaded from the first flight, they were too late to board the second flight. In fact, the woman's youngest son wasn't allowed to fly at all! Her husband had to abandon his own plans for the weekend and drive up from Hamilton to Auckland to pick up his son, that's nearly an hour and a half trip each way. The woman and her oldest child got to Christchurch, but the article didn't say if the youngest had remained in Hamilton with his mother's partner, or if he had eventually made it to Christchurch with his mother and brother.

Now, the quote in this title came from a comment published underneath the article on The Daily Life online. User pOiter's full comment is below.

I'm afraid I have endured one too many flights with crying/screaming babies and toddlers. If your kids can't behave, don't fly until they can.
pOiter is obviously not a parent with young children, or a particularly understanding or compassionate person. In fact, their comment smacks of arrogance, insensitivity and egocentricity. You don't like babies crying, therefore they and, by default, their parents, should be housebound until they learn to communicate?

Sorry bucko, it doesn't work like that.

For babies and very young children who have not yet learned to communicate their needs using language, crying is the only way they can tell their caregiver they need something. Whether it be a nappy change, some food, a sleep, comfort, or just to tell their carer that they're scared or unhappy. Whatever pOiter and others like him/her may believe, children do not cry on flights to annoy other passengers. They cry because they need to communicate.

Also, a crying child is not a misbehaving child. This is often a contentious topic among those who don't have children themselves, as there is a deep-seated, but misguided, belief that 'good' children and quiet children. It's the old 'children should be seen, not heard' argument that was popular in our grandparents' day.

This is not true. As I mentioned above, children cry to communicate. The cry of a young child would be the equivalent of an older child saying 'Mummy, can I have something to eat now?' or 'Daddy, I'm scared, can I have a cuddle?'

A further point, while pOiter doesn't explicitly state that he/she has a 'right' to travel in peace and quiet, this is a statement often made by people with similar, narrow-minded opinions. Not only are these people rude and judgmental, they are also ignorant of what actually constitutes a 'right'.

A 'right' is defined as 'that which is due to anyone by just claim, legal guarantees, moral principals etc., often protected by a constitution or a Bill of Rights'.

Considering pOiter's comment appeared in an Australian newspaper (The Daily Life is owned by Fairfax Media), I'm going to guess that he/she is Australian. Australia has a constitution, in which our rights are protected, and nowhere in that document is 'the right to travel in peace and quiet' listed. This so-called 'right' exists only in the minds of ignorants like pOiter.

As I mentioned above, babies and young children cry, it's what they do. You can't stop them, and you can't stop their parents from travelling with them, or taking them out places. Imagine a world where children were housebound until they could communicate with language, where they were not allowed to go and play in the park, go to a cafe, or ride on a train or airplane because of their level of development.

What a terrible world that would be.

The attitude of pOiter, and many others, shows that children are not valued in Australia, and, as a future early childhood educator, this saddens me greatly. Why don't we value our children? Why are they thought of as nothing but annoyances? Why are we so selfish to think that think we should be able to prevent parents travelling or going out with their young children, just because they cry?

Well, why?

I have some advice for pOiter and his/her friends in the anti-childhood camp: buy some earplugs and get over yourselves.


~ Australian Kiwi

If you are interested in reading the article I have used for this post, you can find it here. It certainly makes for interesting reading, as do the comments below.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Dumb Ways To Die

Dumb Ways To Die Video

Metro, the company that provides Melbourne with its trains, recently made this ad campaign 'Dumb Ways To Die'. The full video is above, but there's also posters at most major train stations, using part of the song and ending with a message about train safety.

For example, there's this one at St. Albans train station. 

Get your toast out with a fork
Do your own electrical work
Keep a rattlesnake as a pet
Skate the platform edge on a bet

And this is one of the many at Melbourne Central station.

Take your helmet off in outer space
Use a clothes dryer as a hiding place
Use your private parts as piranha bait
Run across train tracks 'cause you're late 

The main message of the campaign is that, while there are many dumb ways to die, perhaps the dumbest ways to die involve being unsafe around trains. Standing on the edge of train station platforms, driving around boom gates at level crossings, and running across train tracks. 

So, why am I putting this up on my blog?

For the first, that video made me chuckle, but the main reason is that I agree with Metro. Your chances of surviving if you're hit by a train are very, very slim, and most of these deaths are the results of 'stupids' rather than true 'accidents'.

So, please, be safe around trains.

~ Australian Kiwi

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Bucket List? Someone give it a new name!

Started my childcare course on Monday, and had quite an enjoyable, if very busy, week. Monday - Wednesday was all orientation, and classes didn't start until Thursday, but they sure packed things into that orientation week. Getting-to-know you activities, presentations by student services, forms and administration, timetables and class lists, it was all happening. I won't dwell on orientation, because it wasn't that much fun. The real fun happened on Thursday and Friday, when I started classes.

The course is structured differently at VU than it was at SuniTAFE, and I actually like the VU structure a lot better. At SuniTAFE, each unit was a different subject, which was why the course took a year to do, as there weren't enough hours and days in the week to do all the subjects over six months. VU does the Cert III course over six months as they group all the different units into six clusters: Professional & Legal; Community & Diversity; Health & Safety; Wellbeing; Play & Learning; Development. There's also a subject called Prac Support, which we do on Mondays when we're out on placement, but my first placement isn't until the week beginning March 11. I have two clusters a day - AM and PM - and have Friday afternoons off, which is an added bonus. A morning class run from 9am till 12pm, and an afternoon class from 1pm till 4pm. We have an hour break for lunch from 12 till 1pm, and one half hour break in the middle of our morning and afternoon classes.
My morning class on Thursday is Play & Learning, which is a practical class covering the units: Provide experiences to support children's play and learning; Support sustainable practice. In a children's services course, a practical class involves making toys, singing songs, reading picture books, and making presentations to and with our classmates as if they were children in our care. My teacher has us start the class by singing a song, and finishes by reading us a picture book. The song we sung last Thursday was Rock-a-Bye Your Bear by The Wiggles. The song has actions to it as well, so we had to do those too. I'mm not particularly familiar with The Wiggles, but I think I'm going to have to start familiarizing myself with them, and other children's entertainment groups. I'll probably have to start watching children's TV again too, and familiarize myself with the songs and characters from popular children's shows.
My afternoon class was Development, which covers the units: Develop an understanding of children's interest and developmental needs; Support the development of children. While my tutor said the class could be quite dry, I actually found it particularly interesting. Human development, as a topic, is inherently fascinating to me, and is part of what drew me to Children's Services. The most rapid development in humans happens between birth and seven years of age, and working in Children's Services involves caring for children during some of the most crucial developmental years of their life. We talked about toys and objects to support children's development, and how, for example, infants need different forms of play and activities to stimulate their development than, say, three-year-olds.

My Friday morning class was Wellbeing. This cluster comprises of three units: Provide care for children; Provide care for babies; Contribute to the provision of nutritionally balanced food in a safe and hygienic manner. This class was pretty fun, we got into groups and made posters about what wellbeing meant to use, and to children, by cutting out pictures from magazines. The posters are up on the walls of the classroom, and my tutor said that we'll be using them in her classes for 'inspiration' as the lessons progress.

I haven't had any of my other clusters yet, but I'll be posting when I do. Watch this space if you're interested.

Now, what about the title of this post? It's called 'Bucket List', isn't it? There's been nothing about a Bucket List so far! Well, here it comes now.

My 'Bucket List' (I hate that name so much! I know where it comes from, and what it means, but still...) is ever expanding and progressing. s of 2013, several more things have been added, and I've removed those things from previous Bucket Lists that I have already completed. So, without further ado, and in no particular order, allow me to present my bucket list:
  • Finish my Cert III in Children's Services
  • Find full or part-time employment in the Children's Services industry
  • Teach ESL in Australia
  • Work a winter season at Mt. Bulla in their creche
  • Celebrate my 21st Birthday in New Zealand with my extended family
  • Go on a TEFL internship to China or Vietnam
  • Own a house rabbit
  • Publish a novel
  • Ride a train to the end of the line and explore the new area
  • Experience my first kiss
  • Be a bridesmaid
  • Travel to Europe; especially Greece, England, Ireland, Turkey and Italy. 
I know it's not very long, but, as I mentioned already, my bucket list is a work-in-progress. Ever expanding and developing as I find new things I want to do.

Well, that's enough blogging for now, my fingers are tired of typing, and I think I'd like to go and read my book for a while.

~ Australian Kiwi   

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Enrolled, ready and waiting for Monday


Yesterday, I hopped on a train to Footscray and wandered over to Victoria University's Footscray Nicholson Campus to enroll for my Cert III in Children's Services (i.e. Childcare), which starts this Monday.

While I had to enroll at the Footscray Nicholson Campus, I'll actually be studying at the St. Albans Campus, which is much closer to home. The course runs full-time over six months, which means 9:00am - 4:00pm Monday to Friday from February to the end of July. By the end of my studies I will be a qualified childcare assistant, able to work in a variety of long and occasional daycare centers caring for children, from infants to pre-school age.


I think it'll take me a few weeks to settle in, as I've been off study for a while. Every time I feel like giving up, I'll just have to remind myself that I did 8:30am to 3:30pm, Monday to Friday from the time I was 5-years-old until just before my 18th birthday. That's thirteen years, and I never had problems with wanting to give up then. After the first few weeks, I think I'll be fine, and I'll settle into the new rhythm fairly easily once I get to know the ropes. I'll still get up at my normal time of seven o'clock (yes, I really do get up at seven), because it'll give me time to get up, get dressed, have some breakfast, pack my bag and get an early train to uni.

I haven't been given a timetable yet, but I've been told that I'll be given one on Monday, when I start my course. On Monday, I have to head to Portable 1R, where I suppose I'll have my first class. I'm hoping I've found my iPad keyboard by then, as I prefer to type than take notes, but I'll still hidden in a box somewhere. Oh well, I've got tomorrow and the weekend to find it. I think the subjects will be similar  if not exactly the same, as the ones I studied briefly in Mildura. 

To tell you the truth, I'm nervous and excited all at the same time. When it gets tough, I just have to keep my eye on the prize and remind myself that this is what I want.

I'll post more about childcare, my course, and my timetable and things start to reveal themselves on Monday and beyond. Watch this space for more info on Monday, after my first day.

~ Australian Kiwi

Monday, January 21, 2013

Trying to figure out the time zone's makin' me CRAZY

My best friend left for Sweden on Friday night to do a five month study exchange. She hasn't even been gone for 24 hours and I already miss her like there's no tomorrow. I want her to have an awesome, amazing time abroad, but I won't lie, I wish she was here.

This is us, I'm on the right

I'm also a tinsey, tinesy bit jealous, but in a good way. She's in Sweden, on another continent in a whole different hemisphere, while I'm still in Australia. Don't get me wrong, I love Australia, but I'd still love to be doing a study exchange overseas. Although, if I get into the course I want, which is only six months, and get a job afterwards (the industry I want to get into is just begging for workers) I'll be able to start saving up to go on a TEFL internship to either China or Vietnam in 2014 or 2015, which I'm just dying to do. Maybe then I'll get my overseas adventure.

Until then, I've decided that, at least until I start my course, I'm going to make everyday in Melbourne an adventure, starting tomorrow. I don't know what kind of adventures I'm going to have yet, but I'll keep you all posted. I'll take my iPod with me and take some photos of where I go (maybe even some video, but no promises) and let you know how it all went.

I'm sure my friend will read this at some point, and, if you do, I want you to know that I miss you, and I hope you're not too jet lagged. Enjoy your day, whatever comes, I send me a postcard when you're all settled in. <3 p="p">

~ Australian Kiwi

Friday, December 28, 2012

Christmas, Boxing Day and Hobbit-y Goodness

Merry (Belated) Christmas to you all! 


This Christmas was a little crazy, as my family and I moved from Mildura back to Melbourne three days before the 25th! On top of that, we didn't get power in the house until 4:00pm on the 24th and the night of the 23rd was the hottest night in Melbourne in 50 years! But, really, I've got no complaints. I'm back in Melbourne, this time for good, and I'm ready for whatever this spectacular city has got to throw at me!

My aunt came over to our new house for Christmas lunch. My mum cooked the ham, and my aunt did the pre-lunch nibbles, vegetables and salads for with the ham, and dessert. She made the most delicious chocolate biscuit log that I hadn't had since I left New Zealand. In NZ, chocolate biscuit log is a bit of a classic, and, what's even better, it's eggless, so I'm always up for seconds. 

I roped in quite a haul present wise this year, but there was one present that was stand out among them all: two tickets to The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey on Boxing Day in 3D!

Me with my tickets to see The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey

I also scored a copy of the official movie guide to The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey, and didn't even peek at it until after I'd seen the movie with my dad on Boxing Day. I didn't want any spoilers.

Thankfully, it had been directed by Peter Jackson, who directed The Lord of the Rings trilogy, because someone else had lined up to do the gig originally. But, really, Jackson was the only man alive who could have made that movie. He's the one who brought Middle Earth to life in The Lord of the Rings and he was still familiar enough with it to be able to take audiences back there without so much as a bump.

The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey Movie Poster

It opens with the old Bilbo (Sir Ian Holm) from The Lord of the Rings and Frodo (Elijah Wood) in Bag End, with Bilbo working on his book. It's the day of the eleventy-first birthday, but he looses himself in the memory of his adventures. The movie then takes us back 60 years, and we see a much younger Bilbo (Martin Freeman) being called upon by a familiar wizard in a grey robe and a pointy hat, Gandalf (Sir Ian McKellen). 

"Do you mean to wish me a good morning? Or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not? That you feel good this morning? Or that it is a morning to be good on?"

Deciding that an adventure would be good for Bilbo, and amusing for himself, Gandalf scratches a sign on the door which leads thirteen dwarves, exiles from the dwarf kingdom of Erebor, to Bilbo's comfy hobbit hole. After turning it upside down, and devouring the contents of his pantry, they proceed to explain their mission to the mystified, and rather miffed, hobbit, and invite him along. 

"Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep, and caverns old,
The pines were roaring on the height
The winds were mourning, in the night
The fire was red, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light"

But the thought of travelling far away from his comfy bed, finding gold and killing a dragon doesn't particularly interest Bilbo, until the next morning when he has a change of heart, and goes chasing after the dwarves, who have left the hobbit hole surprisingly neat. Despite the opinion of the leader of the company, Thorin Oakenshield (Richard Armitage), that Bilbo will be a burden, the other dwarves are quick to accept him as one of their own.

"I cannot guarantee his safety...nor will I be responsible for his fate"

And off Bilbo goes, through forests and over mountains, fighting trolls, goblins, wargs, orcs, and  playing a game of riddles with a slinking creature called 'Gollum', with the stakes at life or death.

~ Australian Kiwi

P.S. The movie poster I have shown pictured here is the same one that I have on the door of my room. I brought it yesterday with Christmas money from my grandparents.