Saturday 23 December 2017

Who am I?

Today I learned that I was adopted. I’m 79, so this came as something of a surprise. How did it come about that at this advanced stage of my life, I learned something about myself that at least some others knew, but which had been hidden from me for nearly 8 decades?

It started out with a recent DNA analysis, in which it was revealed that 23% of mine was Polynesian.  This was a surprise, as nothing in my known family history hinted at this, since my father was born in Sydney of English descent, and my mother was born in England, also of English descent. So, I contacted a cousin in New Zealand, where I was born, and asked her if she had any leads which might reveal where the Polynesian part of me came from. (As my son also had had his DNA analysed by a separate organisation, which produced a 10% ‘Oceanic’ component, there clearly was something Polynesian somewhere.)  Without really believing it possible, I suggested that maybe there was an adoption, possibly my own.

Today I received a letter and some documentation from my cousin. It arrived just as I was preparing lunch, and my wife opened the package, so while I was in the middle of cooking beef stroganoff, I heard my wife say “You’re adopted”.

This information raises as many questions as it answers.  Unfortunately, the generation which might have some answers are all dead, and few of my cousins will have any knowledge of my adoptive status, nor probably any interest. Quite simply, I imagine that in the past this was something that wasn’t discussed, and that after a while, people — including even my parent — forgot that I was adopted. Now, it’s only because oner or two cousins have been exploring family history that this has come up, and more significantly, only because of the questions raised by my DNA analysis, and subsequent contacting my cousin, that it has come to light.

Now I’m wondering whether I’ll go through a sort of revere equivalent of the five stages of  grief and loss : 1. Denial and isolation; 2. Anger; 3. Bargaining; 4. Depression; 5. Acceptance. At the moment, my feeling is one of regret — of not having known when my parents were alive. But thoughts on that, and a request for my pre-adoption birth certificate form the New Zealand Dept of Internal Affairs are matters for another day. Meanwhile, I end 2017 knowing a lot more about who I am but with a great deal more remaining to be discovered in 2018. 

Sunday 15 January 2017

Practice Makes Perfect....

I passed!  Yesterday, after some months of preparation and hundreds of miles of driving, I passed the Institute of Advanced Motorists Road Smart (IAM RoadSmart) advanced drivers test.  I even got a first!

Aside from being well chuffed at this, the whole experience has been quite enlightening from the viewpoint of training, trainers and being trained.

What is quite clear is that motivation is above all important.  I opted to do this, I wanted to do it, and I was prepared to put time and effort  into doing it. Although I may be able to get a discount on car insurance, this wasn't my reason for preparing and doing the test. My motivation was that after driving for over sixty years, it wasn't a bad idea to give some serious thought, time and activity to improving my driving, having reached an age when deterioration is, alas, inevitable.

Driving is a peculiarly personal activity, about which people (especially men) are very sensitive. I soon learned that I had a number of habits which needed to be abandoned or improved, starting with handling the steering wheel (two hands at all times) and going on to reading the road, anticipating by looking well ahead (Eyes on Main Beam to use the jargon) and generally pre-acting rather than reacting.  Much stress was put on driving lawfully (i.e. Not breaking speed limits) and safely, but 'with spirit' (i.e. If it's safe to do so, driving at the speed limit, but not beyond it).  Importantly, from the viewpoint of learning, I had to be prepared to take feedback and advice, and apply it. This, according to my Observer, is not what some trainees are prepare to do ("I always drive this way, so....")

There is a certain amount of jargon and acronyms: POWDERY and IPSGA, for instance. The latter relates to on the road behaviour: taking in, processing and giving out Information, Positioning the vehicle, Speed, Gears and Acceleration.  And so on. The idea is that all of this stuff will become an automatic part of one's driving.

And therein lies the rub: converting the explicit to the implicit. As this almost invariably involves some measure of changing ingrained habits, doing so is really challenging, and involves a lot of self awareness, self observation and analysis over quite a long time. There's a big lesson there for training: don't expect people to change habits overnight and encourage self criticism, but not to the extend of demoralizing the trainee.

The role of feedback is also very important. My Observer (they're not called trainers) is very good eliciting evaluation of performance from me before offering feedback.  She's also good at giving feedback while I'm driving; in other words, feedback during performance rather than afterwards.  This provides an opportunity to alter behaviour during a training session and receiving feedback (and encouragement) when it improves.

Practice is also very important.  I don't actually do much driving these days, so I made time to do some longish drives along a variety of road types in order to put lessons into practice.  This demonstrated very clearly that without practice, old habits and new skills won't quickly change or become habitual.  This is an obvious lesson which applies to virtually everything.

In my last session before the test, my observer did a demonstration drive (she'd done one or two at the start of my sessions) which proved very helpful.  So, there's a role for modeling target behaviour -- and commenting on and explaining it.

Lastly, an important part of the training is doing a commentary on driving while driving.  My Observer suggested that it's useful to think you're talking to a passenger who can't see, i.e you have a make believe interlocutor.  The test includes doing a commentary, and I think it helped me as it shows the tester not only what you're doing, but clarifies why you're doing it. It also demonstrates your powers of observation(the I part of IPSGA) and what you're making of what you observe as far as decisions re your driving are concerned.

I wish I'd done this test years ago, not only because of its effects on my driving, but because of the insights it has provided for training. My conclusion is that it's a good thing for anyone involved in training to become a trainee from time to time (it doesn't have to be driving!) so as to be reminded of what is involved in training from the trainee's viewpoint. It really is quite illuminating!