That is, this is a test and I'm sad. Made the mistake of looking on ratemyprofessors when I was in a deflatable mood. Stupid slacker students. At least this time it was something new. I have never EVER been called "boring" before! (Scored the standard gripe about participation, too, of course.) Mind, the ones who do find it boring are the ones who have had umpteen years of French already in high school, so... gee... So Very Surprising that you're bored!! So Very Sorry to bore you on the way to your not-as-easy-as-you-thought A for which, gollygeewhillickers, you might just have to crack a book and attend class. Color me boggled.
Trying to focus on the students I actually click with this semester; thank goodness there is always a chunk of those. Really need to find something new to do with my life. Something where people won't get mad at ME for things THEY are responsible for. Yeah right.
But seriously what is going to happen to higher education if all of the truly worthy* instructors/professors get discouraged and leave?
Back to work.
Midnight oil city.
* (because, yes, I do indeed count myself among that select group - or rather I certainly did before I started getting so depressed... eyeroll/sigh)
originally published on my soon-to-be defunct myspace blog
Ingredients: anger, joys, despair, futility, smiles, tears, bad language, humor, sarcasm, dread, delight and everything else entailed in teaching Core Curriculum to the wondrously irresponsible undergrad entitlement generation we have in U.S. colleges today (or at least in huge-ass universities like mine whose only care is football).
Warning: This blog contains only trace amounts of objectivity.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Sad Test
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