The Power of No.

Overall, this year is going great. We started a High School Fishing Club. I get to be the head coach. We get to go practice fishing. We even took a fishing field trip. Why has this not been a thing before? All in all, most of my classes are going smoothly. Then there is “that” class. Most of the students are low maintenance. But there are three or four that are in a class of their own so to speak. I have been stretched to keep them reigned in. I mean it’s not terrible, but not what I’m used to. They seem to have an argument/excuse for everything that happens. None of them seem to know what a raised hand is for. It was taking all my creative energy to stay ahead of each event. ADHD? More like ABCDEFG.

This week we were taking a test. All I wanted was quiet without having to send anyone to the office. Somewhere along the way (it could have just been utter frustration) I used a word that I have not often used all by itself. I said no.

”I need to...” “No.”

But can’t I move...” “No.”

“I want to...” “No.”

All were the beginning of ridiculous requests. What astounded me was how the interruptions stopped. (Yes, I even said no before they even got to ask, mostly because I already knew what was coming.)

At first I was somewhat astounded. It was too simple. Them it dawned on me. When I tried to explain why they couldn’t do whatever it was that they wanted to do, they always tried to redirect or negotiate. There is really no negotiating with no. The only counter response would be to tell me “yes” which in these circumstances would essentially be direct disobedience, something that none of them seemed to want to try. A couple of them seemed to catch on, and after a raised hand and a properly framed question, finally received the answer they were hoping for. Still, it was quiet. The other students could learn uninterrupted. Amazing. One simple word, used at the correct time in the correct way made all the difference. I’m hopefully optimistic. We’ll see how next week goes. Who knows. Maybe I’ll mix it up using several languages. Could be fun… 

When Things Get Mixed Up

 

In our current unit in Biology we have been studying ecosystems around the world. This week, the topic of species came up. Technically a species is usually defined as: a set of animals or plants in which the members have similar characteristics to each other and can breed with each other. (https://dictionary.cambridge.org/us/dictionary/english/species) This usually works, but in some cases it is still somewhat artificial. Sometimes we have organisms that could reproduce together, but because of differences in habitat, niche, or major geographical separation they are separated into different species. The dog, the coyote, and the wolf can all reproduce together. They are basically dogs. It is thought that our own domestic dog has been originally bred from a wolf ancestry. Because they usually live in distinctly different habitats that do not usually overlap, they are given different species names. The wolf is Canis lupis, the coyote is Canis lantrans, and the Dog Canis familiaris (often written Canis lupis familiaris).

Most of the odd mash-ups happen because of man’s intervention (truthfully, man’s laziness). They usually happen in collections where animals are not kept separate because of cost cutting decisions. Much of our early knowledge has come from the circus train years. Travelling circuses were notorious for keeping various kinds of animals together. It was only a matter of time.

The animal that results us usually named using the father’s name first. So a lion and a tiger, although they live on separate continents can actually interbreed, given the chance. I guess big cats are just, big cats. If the dad is a lion, it is called a liger. If he is a tiger, you get a tion. You can even add leopards into the mix and get a jaglion (jaguar + lion) or a leopon (leopard + lion). This also can happen between smaller cat species and our own domestic housecat.

Here are some other crazy mixes.

Dog-Wolf-Coyote can give a coywolf or a coydog.

Zebroids: We know from history that horses and donkeys are separate species (mules are sterile) but add a zebra in the mix and you can get all kinds of things. You can get a zorse, a zebrule, a zonkey, a zebonkey, or even a zony.

Bears are not immune. Even in the wild we find grizzly bear + polar bear = grolar bear. If you switch the parents, you get a pizzly bear.

A male camel + female llama = cama. You can get even get a geep (goat + sheep).

Marine park mismanagement has given us wholphins, a bottlenose dolphin + false killer whale. Narwhals and beluga whales can mix into narluga.

 

It just goes to show you that creation still has a lot of tricks up its sleeve. It’s what makes biology so much fun. You can’t make this stuff up. So what’s next? El Chupacabra is sounding more real all the time…