{"id":169,"date":"2008-10-01T15:15:14","date_gmt":"2008-10-01T19:15:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mrmaher.wordpress.com\/?p=169"},"modified":"2023-02-22T22:26:51","modified_gmt":"2023-02-22T22:26:51","slug":"diigo-deja-vu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/2008\/10\/01\/diigo-deja-vu\/","title":{"rendered":"Diigo D\u00e9j\u00e0 Vu"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This may be hard to believe, but trust me, it\u2019s true.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">While reading a story about a superintendent in a neighboring school district, I followed the link in the story to the district\u2019s high school\u2019s web site. A recent interest of mine is school and teacher site design because I think we underestimate the impression our sites make on parents and the community.<span> <\/span>I was impressed with the district\u2019s site.<span> <\/span>Dead-easy navigation, tons of pertinent information right up front, and colorful and well-organized to boot.<span> <\/span>It was obvious that this was one of those popular corporate packages bought by schools to solve new responsibility of web site design.<span> <\/span>But the teacher pages within these sites are usually just shells, open space for the teachers to design and present their own content.<span> <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">So I was flipping throu<a href=\"http:\/\/mrmaher.files.wordpress.com\/2008\/10\/diigo-breadcrumb.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-170\" style=\"border:0 none;margin:2px;\" title=\"diigo-breadcrumb\" src=\"http:\/\/mrmaher.files.wordpress.com\/2008\/10\/diigo-breadcrumb.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"205\" \/><\/a>gh the teacher pages when it hit me.<span> <\/span>Sitting in that familiar little yellow voice balloon, a Diigo comment was hanging on a teacher\u2019s page.<span> <\/span>Clicking it open, I was shocked to discover it was my comment, made about ten months ago.<span> <\/span>I left a Diigo \u201csticky note\u201d on this page almost ten months ago, and remember nothing about it.<span> <\/span>Rather then contemplate the diagnosis this implies for my quickly aging brain, I was more impressed by the pure serendipity of coming across the note.<span> <\/span>What are the odds that I would come across this particular teacher\u2019s page on this particular site again by just trolling?<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">It took a moment or two for me to recreate the fact sequence of last year, reviewing different school\u2019s web sites to share with our Tech Committee as we were shopping for a web site package ourselves.<span> <\/span>This particular teacher had an image of a nativity cr\u00e8che on her site and the little Social Studies teacher in the back of my brain shouted \u201clesson plan\u201d!<span> <\/span>Is there a legal difference between a cr\u00e8che in front of a public school and one on a teacher\u2019s page in a schools web site?<span> <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Interesting stuff and thorny issue \u2013 but that\u2019s not the point.<span> <\/span>How many breadcrumbs have we left on the web?<span> <\/span>What\u2019s the chance we\u2019ll stumble across them later?<span> <\/span>What sort of digital flotsam and personal info jetsam are scattered out there?<span> <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This may be hard to believe, but trust me, it\u2019s true. While reading a story about a superintendent in a neighboring school district, I followed the link in the story to the district\u2019s high school\u2019s web site. A recent interest of mine is school and teacher site design because I think we underestimate the impression&hellip;&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/2008\/10\/01\/diigo-deja-vu\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">Read More &raquo;<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Diigo D\u00e9j\u00e0 Vu<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"neve_meta_sidebar":"","neve_meta_container":"","neve_meta_enable_content_width":"","neve_meta_content_width":0,"neve_meta_title_alignment":"","neve_meta_author_avatar":"","neve_post_elements_order":"","neve_meta_disable_header":"","neve_meta_disable_footer":"","neve_meta_disable_title":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[45,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-169","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-pre-2020","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/169","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=169"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/169\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1049,"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/169\/revisions\/1049"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=169"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=169"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/infinitude.maherpages.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=169"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}