What is the name of the part of your memory that remembers things that are spoken aloud? I am curious about this. I have noticed throughout my life that I can remember things spoken aloud really well. It is weird because I have like a tape recorder in my brain or something. Before I go to bed at night, like right bfore I go to sleep; I go through the tape. Weird Edgar Cayce type of nonsense, eh?
What freaks me out is that I have always been like this and at my University I take Spanish in a classroom that is horribly overcrowded and full of people speaking about scads of things. I leave this classroom and my head is swimming with nonsense that has nothing to do with the academic subject at hand at all; because it is like a high school classroom! After this class I have to sit down and take a smoke. After my Marlborough Moment, I then realise that I am at a loss for what was covered in the class so I study at home and whatnot.
Does anyone have an odd memory like this? How do you control it? I can alomost take a class without taking notes, like in Literature I do not need notes anymore; really. I jot things down if they are interesting and not much more. So, I am just wondering how you control this.
It is far out because in Literature, I read and whatnot. And then if the professor speaks upon a detailed portion of the text I can close my eyes and see it. Conversely, that happens in history and poetry as well. My l.d. is math related and like totally non verbal, so if anyone knows of something about weird memory types then let me know.
memory...
Oh for sure. In math I copy everything out of the book. I actually read through everything, then copy it out, then read it over, then do my homework. But, I take math online becasue that whole being in the classroom thing is hard for me with math. I have found that to be quite counter productive, but the main issue where I go to Uni is that the book for the intermediate algebra online is just scads better than the one used in the classroom setting.
However, it is totally correct that your ability of whatever it is called is a good thing for foreign language. My late mother was Colombian and I take her language at University because I think mastering Spanish will be my way of bringing honor to my mother. And, I am a slow reader sometimes in Spanish, so why not study it formally? My father is German and with my last name, no one would ever think of my being half Colombian at all! So I really do not feel guilty taking Spanish.
The thing is that the class is very much like a high school class or something with students speaking of things that haven’t anything to do with the subject. Trying to filter out the “noise” and concetrating on the “subject” at hand is hard for my memory that retains spoken word or whatever it is called. I need a coffe filter for that part of my memory. I write down scads of things for that class; and go over them right after the class. But sometimes, my mind is stuck with the mentioning folks do of the assorted whatnot younger students at University speak of.
I always try to take awy something I can meditate on in the classes I take. Even my online math class; I had to really work super hard to be able to conceptualise the derivative of the Quadratic Formula and I finally could process it after thinking about it for days in a row (but, not only the Quadratic formula did I think of…was not an all encompassing type of thing:). I was in the shower at the time I finally figured it out by heart! So, I am a weird lady.
But what makes me sad is that I actually spoke harshly to these kids in Spanish who were acting up and they just told me to move. I was like learn manners, man! And felt soo bad that I missed the class meeting on Friday because I felt soo ashamed being rude to younger folks. So, how do you laern to filter out the nonsense? It is hard sometimes and these types of hiddne curses of my learning disability make me sad. Really sad, man. So please try to reposnd back when you have the time.
memory...
Oh for sure. In math I copy everything out of the book. I actually read through everything, then copy it out, then read it over, then do my homework. But, I take math online becasue that whole being in the classroom thing is hard for me with math. I have found that to be quite counter productive, but the main issue where I go to Uni is that the book for the intermediate algebra online is just scads better than the one used in the classroom setting.
However, it is totally correct that your ability of whatever it is called is a good thing for foreign language. My late mother was Colombian and I take her language at University because I think mastering Spanish will be my way of bringing honor to my mother. And, I am a slow reader sometimes in Spanish, so why not study it formally? My father is German and with my last name, no one would ever think of my being half Colombian at all! So I really do not feel guilty taking Spanish.
The thing is that the class is very much like a high school class or something with students speaking of things that haven’t anything to do with the subject. Trying to filter out the “noise” and concetrating on the “subject” at hand is hard for my memory that retains spoken word or whatever it is called. I need a coffe filter for that part of my memory. I write down scads of things for that class; and go over them right after the class. But sometimes, my mind is stuck with the mentioning folks do of the assorted whatnot younger students at University speak of.
I always try to take awy something I can meditate on in the classes I take. Even my online math class; I had to really work super hard to be able to conceptualise the derivative of the Quadratic Formula and I finally could process it after thinking about it for days in a row (but, not only the Quadratic formula did I think of…was not an all encompassing type of thing:). I was in the shower at the time I finally figured it out by heart! So, I am a weird lady.
But what makes me sad is that I actually spoke harshly to these kids in Spanish who were acting up and they just told me to move. I was like learn manners, man! And felt soo bad that I missed the class meeting on Friday because I felt soo ashamed being rude to younger folks. So, how do you laern to filter out the nonsense? It is hard sometimes and these types of hiddne curses of my learning disability make me sad. Really sad, man. So please try to reposnd back when you have the time.
memory...
Oh for sure. In math I copy everything out of the book. I actually read through everything, then copy it out, then read it over, then do my homework. But, I take math online becasue that whole being in the classroom thing is hard for me with math. I have found that to be quite counter productive, but the main issue where I go to Uni is that the book for the intermediate algebra online is just scads better than the one used in the classroom setting.
However, it is totally correct that your ability of whatever it is called is a good thing for foreign language. My late mother was Colombian and I take her language at University because I think mastering Spanish will be my way of bringing honor to my mother. And, I am a slow reader sometimes in Spanish, so why not study it formally? My father is German and with my last name, no one would ever think of my being half Colombian at all! So I really do not feel guilty taking Spanish.
The thing is that the class is very much like a high school class or something with students speaking of things that haven’t anything to do with the subject. Trying to filter out the “noise” and concetrating on the “subject” at hand is hard for my memory that retains spoken word or whatever it is called. I need a coffe filter for that part of my memory. I write down scads of things for that class; and go over them right after the class. But sometimes, my mind is stuck with the mentioning folks do of the assorted whatnot younger students at University speak of.
I always try to take awy something I can meditate on in the classes I take. Even my online math class; I had to really work super hard to be able to conceptualise the derivative of the Quadratic Formula and I finally could process it after thinking about it for days in a row (but, not only the Quadratic formula did I think of…was not an all encompassing type of thing:). I was in the shower at the time I finally figured it out by heart! So, I am a weird lady.
But what makes me sad is that I actually spoke harshly to these kids in Spanish who were acting up and they just told me to move. I was like learn manners, man! And felt soo bad that I missed the class meeting on Friday because I felt soo ashamed being rude to younger folks. So, how do you laern to filter out the nonsense? It is hard sometimes and these types of hiddne curses of my learning disability make me sad. Really sad, man. So please try to reposnd back when you have the time.
Re: memory or lack thereof
Well, this is one reason I prefer math classes to language classes; once you pass the remedial level the students in math are *very* serious and nobody interrupts, we all sit and concentrate and scribble as if it’s life and death. :shock:
If the students in your language class are really that immature — and yes, I have seen this too — it isn’t worth your while to try to educate them. They will need a few years of hard knocks to find out that they have wasted their opportunities in education.
Meanwhile, you sit as far apart from that little clique and as close to the professor as you can, keep your eyes on the professor at all times and run all the professor’s words through your mind. Keep running the Spanish through your mind and use it to shut out the other junk.
You may even want to speak (or even write) to the professor about the distractions in the class. This kind of class behaviour is really inappropriate. Unfortunately, as I found out when trying to teach a college remedial math class, some of the new “student-centered” programs go way too far and the instructor is powerless to do much about immature behaviour in class — but if another *student* complains, then the instructor has the leverage to take action. Insane, but there it is.
Getting flashes of insight :idea: in the shower —hey, you’re starting to really learn math. The light bulb flashes on in bed, while walking to class, while stirring the soup, on the bus …
All of us have different memories.
I never took notes in high school and most of my first university degree because I had to concentrate so much on the writing that I lose track of the class. I started taking notes because a professor — in a graduate fine arts class yet — downgraded me so I lost the credit because I didn’t take notes. Then I started writing everything down word-for-word — and then never looking at the notes again.
In languages, mental practice recitation is normal and in fact desirable.
I even read a paper about this somewhere, sorry can’t give you the reference off the top of my head.
I have to decide what to listen to in a class and concentrate on that. I try to get there in time to grap a seat in the front row and I concentrate on the professor. Doesn’t help me socially but does keep the grades up.
In math classes, grab that front seat, copy everything on the board, and try as hard as you can to see where the next step is going to go before the professor tells you.
Even if the text is more helpful than the notes, the effort of copying them down concentrates your mind on the topic.