Week 1 in the Gap
H.A.M. -- B.A.M, or
On the Corner of Poetry and Prose St.So, there is a moment, five minutes into your second class day, when a student takes the assignment you just handed him, crumples it up, throws his pencil down, and says, “F--- this S---, I’m outta’ here” and walks out of your room. There is also a moment where you stand in stunned silence ( Read more... )
On the Corner of Poetry and Prose St.So, there is a moment, five minutes into your second class day, when a student takes the assignment you just handed him, crumples it up, throws his pencil down, and says, “F--- this S---, I’m outta’ here” and walks out of your room. There is also a moment where you stand in stunned silence ( Read more... )
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Even though I know now that I'll never be a formal teacher (museum education is another matter!), every time I hear/see this phrase, I CRINGE. It's like nails on a chalkboard.
Having been through the 'teaching university' and the 'research/big-name (in its field)' university, give me the one where people actually want to be teachers instead of "doing" any day. And guess what? I learned a hell of a lot more from my professors who loved to teach, too.
So, GOOD LUCK! And keep writing about it!
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