There are a lot of companies and people that claim to have great games for higher order thinking skills that are great for Game Based Learning (GBL). Yet, even though they use the right words in their pitches, post, pintersets etc.. I am left feeling like Indigo Montoya in The Princess Bride: I do not think those words mean what you think they mean.
At the same time I wonder if I know what those words mean. There are a lot of people who talk about what Game Based Learning is, and how to incorporate it in the classroom, but some of the messages I am hearing/reading are often conflicting and contrary to my understanding and/or personal philosophy around GBL. Is there a widely accepted definition of Game Based Learning?
Here are some of the things I believe about Game Based Learning, and please add to my understanding or correct something that I don't represent accurately:
-Student lead
-Engages students in creative critical thinking skills
-Not just computer games
-educational without having to be "Educational" -if that makes any sense
-Games students can 'break' and remodel, revise, rebuild
(Here is where I would normally wax poetic about Minecraft, but you can just peek at the gamingeducators wiki I belong to with @MzMollyTL and @liamodonnell)
What I think I am seeing is more of lately is Gamification being called Game Based Learning. I really think there needs to be more clarification here because the two concepts are very different.
Gamification (click for an infographic) -in my opinion- is like a sticker program for behaviour. Students complete certain game labeled task, and get a reward in; badges, exp. points etc... Sounds cool and often is. What I'm afraid of is that with this kind of program students, with time, will see through the educational modification to their regular program and stop buying into what is being 'gamified'. Students who do not have as many badges as their peers being among the first to opt out of the program. I won't lie, I have often become a slave to gaining achievements in games I play *cough* W.O.W. *cough,* but after time, and seeing my friends out achieve me, I stopped caring. Now playing Diablo III I see that there are achievements, and I do experience some satisfaction when I gain an achievement, but I don't really care, nor do I try to game in a way that will purposefully gain more achievements.
Honestly, as a teacher of close to 10 years I have not yet seen this type of modification work for a whole year, whether because of student rebellion against it, teacher burn out from having to administer it, or a combination of both. That being said, I know there are wonderful educators who are able to overcome both the obstacles I mentioned above. There are some great looking gamification programs that have been built by educators too.
But I still don't think that makes it Game Based Learning.
I do believe the two approaches to using games in the class is motivated by the same basic goal: to engage, motivate, and scaffold students so they can achieve more. Yet the two have very different strategies for reaching their goals. Kinda like the whole language vs. phonics debates.
Perhaps I am being a bit pedantic by stressing the difference I see between Game Based Learning and Gamification. But honestly, I see them as two different animals.
So what is Game Based Learning anyway? Who should I read? Where am I misinformed?
(Note: I used the word "scaffold" because I think it appropriate and just in case my friend @nodycer decides to read this.)
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Happy Mother's Day (a little early)
When I played WOW there would be times when people would say to each other over Guild, or Barren's chat: "you play like my mom." This statement was never intended to make that player feel good. What I use to say to those insulting people in defense of the poor faildruid they tormented was: "you wish you played like my mom."
My mom has maxed out the levels, of all her characters, on every server she plays on in WOW. She has even deleted some of her alts (characters) to make room for new ones on servers she likes. She quests, raids and PVPs. She is über. (In fact, I think of both my parents as the ones in this video: http://mashable.com/2009/08/11/n00b-boyfriend/)
My mom started gaming back when we had ColecoVision, but she really 'got into' games when we got the Nintendo and The Legend of Zelda. However, the game that really hooked her into the gaming world was the computer game Age of Empires. That was her gateway drug to the MMORPG (massive multiplayer online role-playing game).
When I was just out of university and my brother, sister and I were still living at home, there were 4 computers in the house. (Which seemed kinda ridiculous at the time... and maybe still is for a family of 5). I think it was my brother who first suggested that we all play Age of Empires together. So we did. I think Alan, my brother, thought he would dominate the game, crushing us under the strength of his armies. Imagine his horror when our sweet, gentle mother destroyed all of his forces, farms and towns.
This became the theme to almost all the times we played together. Sometimes it would be me, and my siblings with my mom, and sometimes my dad would take one of our places. But invariably my mom would play, and dominate the game.
Every game I would think: "This is it! This time I will beat her!" Then after a 15 minutes I would begin to panic and have paranoid thoughts like: "Where is she?" "It's too quiet." "Should I risk looking for her and attacking? She is probably close by..." Then I would hear the frustrated, anguished cries of my brother, sister or father echo through the house as my mom wipe the digital board with him/her. Then the real panic would set in. There would be is a few minutes of frenzied building up of my defenses before she came after me. Then it would be all over. And she would continue on to her next victim.
We really should have known better; my mom was a natural at the game, and she practiced. She had my dad downloading fan made scenarios to play, as well as making her ones to play himself. What we should have done was bonded over our repeated trouncing, and joined forces against her. But we stubbornly remained fighting in the style of: "everyone for themselves". I think part of the problem was that we were physically isolated. We played in different parts of house. If we had Ventrilo or Mumble it would have been easier to coordinate our efforts.
My brother was so desperate for a win that he went so far as to find cheat codes to defeat her. And I think the essence of his actions was why we didn't join forces against her: we all wanted the glory of bringing down mom for ourselves.
Never happened.
That's my mom: pwning N00bs and taking names.
Hoping your mom is as über as mine! Happy Mother's Day!
My mom has maxed out the levels, of all her characters, on every server she plays on in WOW. She has even deleted some of her alts (characters) to make room for new ones on servers she likes. She quests, raids and PVPs. She is über. (In fact, I think of both my parents as the ones in this video: http://mashable.com/2009/08/11/n00b-boyfriend/)
My mom started gaming back when we had ColecoVision, but she really 'got into' games when we got the Nintendo and The Legend of Zelda. However, the game that really hooked her into the gaming world was the computer game Age of Empires. That was her gateway drug to the MMORPG (massive multiplayer online role-playing game).
When I was just out of university and my brother, sister and I were still living at home, there were 4 computers in the house. (Which seemed kinda ridiculous at the time... and maybe still is for a family of 5). I think it was my brother who first suggested that we all play Age of Empires together. So we did. I think Alan, my brother, thought he would dominate the game, crushing us under the strength of his armies. Imagine his horror when our sweet, gentle mother destroyed all of his forces, farms and towns.
This became the theme to almost all the times we played together. Sometimes it would be me, and my siblings with my mom, and sometimes my dad would take one of our places. But invariably my mom would play, and dominate the game.
Every game I would think: "This is it! This time I will beat her!" Then after a 15 minutes I would begin to panic and have paranoid thoughts like: "Where is she?" "It's too quiet." "Should I risk looking for her and attacking? She is probably close by..." Then I would hear the frustrated, anguished cries of my brother, sister or father echo through the house as my mom wipe the digital board with him/her. Then the real panic would set in. There would be is a few minutes of frenzied building up of my defenses before she came after me. Then it would be all over. And she would continue on to her next victim.
We really should have known better; my mom was a natural at the game, and she practiced. She had my dad downloading fan made scenarios to play, as well as making her ones to play himself. What we should have done was bonded over our repeated trouncing, and joined forces against her. But we stubbornly remained fighting in the style of: "everyone for themselves". I think part of the problem was that we were physically isolated. We played in different parts of house. If we had Ventrilo or Mumble it would have been easier to coordinate our efforts.
My brother was so desperate for a win that he went so far as to find cheat codes to defeat her. And I think the essence of his actions was why we didn't join forces against her: we all wanted the glory of bringing down mom for ourselves.
Never happened.
That's my mom: pwning N00bs and taking names.
Hoping your mom is as über as mine! Happy Mother's Day!
Monday, April 23, 2012
Teacher Teaching Teacher Gaming Educator Reflection
I had the opportunity to participate in a podcast/google+ hang out last week with Teachers Teaching Teachers about Minecraft (thanks to @liamodonnell for including me and @MzMollyTL). It was interesting to talk to other educator about Minecraft in the class, and share ideas and experiences. I wish we had more time to talk, and really dig into what we believe the educational value of the gaming is, and debate our philosophies on game based learning in general. That being said, there were still great things discussed. One of the topics we touched on has been bouncing around in my head since then. We came close to discussing the idea of planning activities for students to do in game vs. allowing students to explore on their own and it stuck with me all week.
There were some interesting points for planning structured activities for students and one of the scenarios discussed appealed to me. However, generally speaking, I am in the ‘just let them play’ camp. The discussions, problem solving, team building and discovery that come out of the exploration of the game is amazing (just letting them play). The writing that the game inspires gives opportunities for students to write about something they are interested in, and have it be authentic too. In the case of the wiki we are working on with students in our Minecraft club, it give students a place to vent, ask questions, share what they are doing, and the resources they have found that have aided them.
One of the interesting things that was said about planning activities for students to do in Minecraft was that there is a segment of the student population who get into Minecraft and say: ‘I don’t know what to do.’ Hence the need to have a structured environment with tasks the teacher has set to complete. I get that, and it reminds me of a discussion I had with another teacher who came by during one of my club day and was observing what students were doing. He expressed that he didn’t think this game would engage students for a long period of time because there was nothing to do in the game other than kill sheep. My counter argument was: there is everything to do! The possibilities of Minecraft are as endless as your imagination. Something I, and the educators hanging out on Wednesday at Teachers Teaching Teacher, saw as we toured @MinecraftTeachr’s server. (I am still geeking out over the replica of the Enterprise).
Which brings me back to the students who log in and say ‘I don’t know what to do.’ This is not an unusual comment to hear in class when students are faced with a blank page in their journals. Being given a blank slate can be very intimidating. And I think the problem is roughly the same in writing as it is in Minecraft: the number of possibilities is too much and sometimes you just don’t know what to do or where to start. This got me thinking about what we do in language to address that problem: we generate lists of things we can do/write about and refer to it when we are stumped. It would be interesting to see the kinds of lists students produce if given the same task to do for Minecraft.
I think I’m gonna try that today in my club. (I’ll post pics here for now).
Decided to put them here too.
There were some interesting points for planning structured activities for students and one of the scenarios discussed appealed to me. However, generally speaking, I am in the ‘just let them play’ camp. The discussions, problem solving, team building and discovery that come out of the exploration of the game is amazing (just letting them play). The writing that the game inspires gives opportunities for students to write about something they are interested in, and have it be authentic too. In the case of the wiki we are working on with students in our Minecraft club, it give students a place to vent, ask questions, share what they are doing, and the resources they have found that have aided them.
One of the interesting things that was said about planning activities for students to do in Minecraft was that there is a segment of the student population who get into Minecraft and say: ‘I don’t know what to do.’ Hence the need to have a structured environment with tasks the teacher has set to complete. I get that, and it reminds me of a discussion I had with another teacher who came by during one of my club day and was observing what students were doing. He expressed that he didn’t think this game would engage students for a long period of time because there was nothing to do in the game other than kill sheep. My counter argument was: there is everything to do! The possibilities of Minecraft are as endless as your imagination. Something I, and the educators hanging out on Wednesday at Teachers Teaching Teacher, saw as we toured @MinecraftTeachr’s server. (I am still geeking out over the replica of the Enterprise).
Which brings me back to the students who log in and say ‘I don’t know what to do.’ This is not an unusual comment to hear in class when students are faced with a blank page in their journals. Being given a blank slate can be very intimidating. And I think the problem is roughly the same in writing as it is in Minecraft: the number of possibilities is too much and sometimes you just don’t know what to do or where to start. This got me thinking about what we do in language to address that problem: we generate lists of things we can do/write about and refer to it when we are stumped. It would be interesting to see the kinds of lists students produce if given the same task to do for Minecraft.
I think I’m gonna try that today in my club. (I’ll post pics here for now).
Decided to put them here too.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
I'm a Woman Gamer Hear Me Roar! (If I am successful at my d20 roll)
I have a small problem; I sometimes feel embarrassed to admit that I am a gamer. I'm not ashamed of being a gamer. The embarrassment I initial feel is just the automatic/default response I have when I let it be known in conversations with non-gamers that I have firsthand knowledge about MMO's, tabletop, or video games. Non-gamers always seem to look at me as though I have just loudly announced: "I am the Queen of Fairyland and I ride a plaid pony! Whee!"
(Not that I would ride a pony if I were the Queen of Fairyland, especially a plaid one. Everyone knows I prefer traveling by hippogriff.)
Anyways, after I get over the looks ranging from quizzical, pitting, confused, and sometimes more than a little bit disgusted, I feel a sense of indignation wash over me. What gives them the right to make me feel 'less than' because of the way I choose to have fun? Is it because I'm a girl? Would they be less surprised if I announced my love of gaming if I were a man? More and more these days I am beginning to think the extreme reactions I often get are more because I am a female gamer and less because I am gamer.
For example, I was at a meeting this morning and gaming came up in conversation during a break. One of the women I was talking with was surprised by my depth of knowledge about gaming and said that I would get along well with her husband. She then followed up by saying something along the lines of how it must be hard for me being a female gamer when there are so few women into gaming. This surprised me a bit, because I realized just how often I hear that in conversations with non-gamers. And while many of the people I game with are women, we are not perceived as the norm. Is it just that I have been been fortunate enough to be surrounded by female gamers, or are there really so few women gamers?
What is it about being a female gamer that is so taboo? Is it some weird 'nice women don't...' throw back to the past? Are only men allowed to have all the fun? And when you really think about it, gaming is not that much different than any other social gathering. People (women) often meet socially under the guise of accomplishing something; whether it is a knitting group, a book club etc. (To which, incidentally, I both belong.) These are social gatherings around a common interest. Gaming is no different. Why is it seen as different?
Lot of questions. Maybe I need to do some research.
On a happier note, even though I still have run ins with gaming Luddites, my 'circle of gamers' is increasing. In the passed month I spent a lovely evening gaming with MzMolly, and I am going to a gaming evening with a new friend from my knitting circle in couple of weeks. Zombies beware! AND there is a new gamer friendly You Tube channel: Geek and Sundry, that has a very strong female voice, and a great tabletop gaming, lifestyle program. Life is good and it is only going to get better.
Hippogriffs for everybody!
(Not that I would ride a pony if I were the Queen of Fairyland, especially a plaid one. Everyone knows I prefer traveling by hippogriff.)
Anyways, after I get over the looks ranging from quizzical, pitting, confused, and sometimes more than a little bit disgusted, I feel a sense of indignation wash over me. What gives them the right to make me feel 'less than' because of the way I choose to have fun? Is it because I'm a girl? Would they be less surprised if I announced my love of gaming if I were a man? More and more these days I am beginning to think the extreme reactions I often get are more because I am a female gamer and less because I am gamer.
For example, I was at a meeting this morning and gaming came up in conversation during a break. One of the women I was talking with was surprised by my depth of knowledge about gaming and said that I would get along well with her husband. She then followed up by saying something along the lines of how it must be hard for me being a female gamer when there are so few women into gaming. This surprised me a bit, because I realized just how often I hear that in conversations with non-gamers. And while many of the people I game with are women, we are not perceived as the norm. Is it just that I have been been fortunate enough to be surrounded by female gamers, or are there really so few women gamers?
What is it about being a female gamer that is so taboo? Is it some weird 'nice women don't...' throw back to the past? Are only men allowed to have all the fun? And when you really think about it, gaming is not that much different than any other social gathering. People (women) often meet socially under the guise of accomplishing something; whether it is a knitting group, a book club etc. (To which, incidentally, I both belong.) These are social gatherings around a common interest. Gaming is no different. Why is it seen as different?
Lot of questions. Maybe I need to do some research.
On a happier note, even though I still have run ins with gaming Luddites, my 'circle of gamers' is increasing. In the passed month I spent a lovely evening gaming with MzMolly, and I am going to a gaming evening with a new friend from my knitting circle in couple of weeks. Zombies beware! AND there is a new gamer friendly You Tube channel: Geek and Sundry, that has a very strong female voice, and a great tabletop gaming, lifestyle program. Life is good and it is only going to get better.
Hippogriffs for everybody!
Monday, February 27, 2012
Thank you Eye of the Beholder
There is a level in the video game Eye of the Beholder near the end (just before the one where the giant creepy eyeball (Beholder) would wander down hallways to destroy your party) I hated with heat of a thousand suns. I could never find my way around all the corridors. I always got turned around and ended up in the same place I started. The first time I got though I was so happy and relieved; I couldn't believe my luck. Then my party wiped -stupid creepy eyeball- and I had to start at the last place that I had saved. The beginning of the tower. Stupid game. A weaker person would have given up; not me though. Sure I walked away from the computer calling out string of not so nice words about the game, but I came back. Eventually.
Anyways, to make a long story short, it was that game that really made me question my sense of direction- or lack thereof. If I couldn't navigate my way through a virtual world how could I find my way in the real world? I used the frustration I felt playing that stupid level to learn how to be a better navigator. To be able to mentally keep track of my path and to use map effectively became (and still is) very important to me. 'Cause let's face it, not every game has good maps, and not everyone has GPS. I still have moments of difficulty with reading the maps in SWTOR but other than that I am pretty good.
So if you don't have GPS, my 'mad map reading skillz' make me a pretty good person to have in your car.
Thank you Eye of the Beholder!
Anyways, to make a long story short, it was that game that really made me question my sense of direction- or lack thereof. If I couldn't navigate my way through a virtual world how could I find my way in the real world? I used the frustration I felt playing that stupid level to learn how to be a better navigator. To be able to mentally keep track of my path and to use map effectively became (and still is) very important to me. 'Cause let's face it, not every game has good maps, and not everyone has GPS. I still have moments of difficulty with reading the maps in SWTOR but other than that I am pretty good.
So if you don't have GPS, my 'mad map reading skillz' make me a pretty good person to have in your car.
Thank you Eye of the Beholder!
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
My Brother-in-law posted this pic on his Facebook...
Just wanted to share. I have no idea where he got it from. Probably could have just tweeted it, but what the hay here it is:
Monday, February 6, 2012
D&D in a dark basement. Live the cliche!
I had never really gotten passed my ill fated D&D adventure with my cousins. Even though I totally owned HeroQuest, and had some rpg computer games under my belt (Betrayal at Krondor, Eye of the Beholder) I still felt a void in my gaming life. I had not mastered D&D and therefore felt like a gaming fraud. My friend Louise felt a similar hole in her life, but I believe it was more a result of cutting her teeth on HeroQuest and wanting more. Louise had joined many of my family's modified HeroQuest games -a story for another time and was on the road to becoming a serious gamer. But what did two girls in the suburbs know about D&D, or where to find an active D&D gaming group for that matter? Not much.
Fortunately, we had a friend, who had friends who played D&D on the weekends. What luck right? Needless to say we were really excited about getting an invite to join the group one Saturday. Matt, our friend with the connections, helped us to create our characters and even gave us some beautiful pencil drawings of his interpretation of what our characters looked like. I wish I still knew where my character drawing was. I have a feeling that one of my siblings took it. Just like they took the handpainted figurines I rightful stole from my dad. Anyway, this time I picked a rogue character to play I figured as a rogue I would be able to take a hit. As it turns out the rogue class is the type of character I still prefer.
The day of the campaign arrived and Matt walked us to his friends house for the game. For the next couple of hours we played, talked and laughed. It was great. I didn't die once! But then again we had a pretty big party: 2 warriors, 1 rogue, 1 magic user and a priest. Everything was going great until I started noticing the the world around me -the real world that is. We were in a cold basement that had a foul stale smell. The DM got a nose bleed early in the game and had to play the rest of it with toilet paper up his nose. Then I noticed that one of the players was the really 'dark' guy from school, who reminded me of the unibomber, kinda creeped me out. In the end, even though we really did enjoyed the game, both Louise and I agreed that we were not going to do that again. It was too close to cliche for comfort.
I sometimes wish I hadn't been so shallow and continued to go. But even as I write this it occurs to me that the guys never actually invited us to play again either. Who knows, maybe they were put off by having girls play with them. Perhaps we were too n00bish. I'll never know for sure.
And another thing, why is the cliche of D&D gaming that of a group of social misfits gaming in the basement? Everyone else I know who has D&D gaming groups are well adjusted and play in the dinning room (better table space). Something to think about.
Fortunately, we had a friend, who had friends who played D&D on the weekends. What luck right? Needless to say we were really excited about getting an invite to join the group one Saturday. Matt, our friend with the connections, helped us to create our characters and even gave us some beautiful pencil drawings of his interpretation of what our characters looked like. I wish I still knew where my character drawing was. I have a feeling that one of my siblings took it. Just like they took the handpainted figurines I rightful stole from my dad. Anyway, this time I picked a rogue character to play I figured as a rogue I would be able to take a hit. As it turns out the rogue class is the type of character I still prefer.
The day of the campaign arrived and Matt walked us to his friends house for the game. For the next couple of hours we played, talked and laughed. It was great. I didn't die once! But then again we had a pretty big party: 2 warriors, 1 rogue, 1 magic user and a priest. Everything was going great until I started noticing the the world around me -the real world that is. We were in a cold basement that had a foul stale smell. The DM got a nose bleed early in the game and had to play the rest of it with toilet paper up his nose. Then I noticed that one of the players was the really 'dark' guy from school, who reminded me of the unibomber, kinda creeped me out. In the end, even though we really did enjoyed the game, both Louise and I agreed that we were not going to do that again. It was too close to cliche for comfort.
I sometimes wish I hadn't been so shallow and continued to go. But even as I write this it occurs to me that the guys never actually invited us to play again either. Who knows, maybe they were put off by having girls play with them. Perhaps we were too n00bish. I'll never know for sure.
And another thing, why is the cliche of D&D gaming that of a group of social misfits gaming in the basement? Everyone else I know who has D&D gaming groups are well adjusted and play in the dinning room (better table space). Something to think about.
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