After reading Lindsay’s post, I wondered… If my brain stopped constantly reviewing the fact that I hate tomatoes, would I start to like them?
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Since I was little, I’ve never had a problem passing tests and the like because memorization was very easy for me. But that’s not really learning, and in CBH, at least, it’s not enough to get by on. But, also aince I was little, I’ve loved reading. And I think that’s how I learn best. (My dad jokes that it’s because he read his geology textbooks to me before I was born.) When I get really enthusiastic about learning something, I tend to read about it. Extensively, and from different sources, comparing and making connections. Unfortunately, I rarely do that for school-related learning.
But there are some things that I just can’t learn by reading about them – even things as simple as learning to make a pot of coffee. Whenever my dad asked me to make him a pot of coffee, I would get one of my sisters to do it, until they finally got fed up with me and made me do it while they supervised. After actually doing it, I found that it wasn’t so hard.
Usually when I’ve learned something even the least bit interesting, I want to talk to someone about it. That tends to mean my sisters, so I often have to explain what I’ve just learned before we can talk. I think that explaining a concept to someone else is a decent way to figure out if you’ve learned it yourself. Another way to figure out how much you’ve learned is to find out what you don’t know yet.