This is in direct response to a group on Kiva called Unhappy Kiva Lenders who are complaining about a recent Kiva decision to support loans to US citizens but seem to put up very little of their own cash. (see below)
I urge everyone to join the Happy Kiva Lenders team and lend some money. Hopefully a lot more than the paltry amount the Unhappy Kiva Lenders have put up.
Update July 4th 2009 9:56 AM: @bdarfler was kind enough to point out that you need to identify the happy kiva lenders team when you lend in order for it to count towards the team. So here are the 4 steps to get you started.
The premise of the article is that Kiva's decision to start supporting lending to US residents, in addition to the 3rd world country residents they support, has resulted in a "Backlash." In other words there are some people that think Kiva should not support lending to people in the US.
Here's my problem. Aually I have two:
It's not a backlash. For it to be a backlash it has to be a "popular negative reaction." Another way to say it is, a backlash can't be a small group of people who have demonstrated a profound lack of willingness to do anything useful, but are willing to click on a link to say they think other people should it their way.
It really bothers me when people who tell other people how to live their lives without setting an example of what they are preaching.
I have no memory of a time when it rained as long as it has this summer. I've discovered that I actually prefer riding my bike in the rain because I stay cooler. But not everything is better in the rain. The kids and our garden miss the sun.
Christine and I have taken to describing events based on when they happened. Either before or after the rains came. So it's only fitting that this garden update be in those terms.
Conner loves to practice letters. He knows the letters C, O, and P and is so eager to learn more letters he begs us to sit and do flashcards with him. Some of these sessions last up to an hour. He's very motivated since his big brother can now do all the letters.
Here's how it works. Conner insists on sitting in a chair while I show him the flash cards. If he knows the letter he yells it out. If he doesn't he stealthily looks over to his brother for help. Alex then swoops in and whispers the answer to him. This lead to the following event:
Me: "Ok Conner next letter."
Conner: [Screams] "C!"
Me: "Good!" [turns over the next flash card]
Conner: [Screams] "O!"
Me: "Excellent!" [turns over the next flash card]
Conner: [eyes peak over at Alex]
Alex: [swoops in and whispers] "Z"
Conner: [confidently to Alex] "That's not C"
Alex: [swoops back in and whispers] "Zeeee"
Conner: [More defiantly looking at Alex] "That's not a C!"
Alex: [swoops back in again and whispers] "No ZZeeeeeee"
Conner: "Stop it Alex! I know that's not a C!!!"
This went on a few more times until it became clear that Conner had no knowledge that a letter "Z" existed, and if I didn't intercede he was going to attempt to physically stop Alex from giving him what he believed to be the wrong answer. So, stifling back giggles over the preceding dialog I introduced Conner to Zebras, Zoos and Zippy the wonder slug.
A few days have passed since that session and Conner still knows the letter Z. He can identify it in a split second. Yet I've shown him the letter H in calm situations at least 30 times and he still doesn't recognize it.
Never has it been more apparent that heightened emotion facilitates learning than with the way that Conner learned the letter Z.