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schencka
Class 2-7
This particular class went much better. I'm surprised at how early some of my students get to class. I was six minutes early, and most of the class was there.

What we did: I copied Kay Siebler's activity of watching a certain scene from Pretty Woman about three times, and each time having students note different things going on. There was a lot of talking that was not me talking (always the goal), but now, since I've got a student observing my class as part of a teaching mentor/mentee program, she thoughtfully pointed out how there could have been more student-to-student interaction. It was all large discussion, so there were some students who did not chime in. Getting students in small groups, and then moving to large group, will be a good way to address this.

It's a little weird having my sophomore mentee give me feedback right after the class. It was her first time, and I'd told her how the last class did not go so well, so I was excited that this class went okay, but in retrospect, she was accurate in pointing out things that I could work on. The thing is, there just some things that I could talk on and on about. One is teaching, another is how horrible the large-group meetings are in the UofA's Writing Program preceptorship (the program that "teaches" TAs how to teach). So I really enjoy having her feedback. Interestingly, she's not planning on being a teacher, although she's in this class--just fulfilling some sort of requirement. Nevertheless, an outside viewer will be able to point out obvious things to improve on.
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I nearly bumped into this stranger--a young woman--as I walked to my bicycle on the rack after class. She had blue eyes and sharp features, and wore business-professional gear. I wonder who she is. I was inclined to compliment her. Am I a womanizer at heart? I am trying to understand myself. I am haunted by these hers.

In 40-Year-Old Virgin, the African-American womanizer there had a basal insecurity about himself. I don't have much insecurity in this way; I'm not worried about "not being loved," like some people are. I could think about nature and nurture and the concept of love. Does it even exist? I think I'm inclined to take emotions to their ends. At least I hope that I am restless at heart. Definitely the institution of marriage works against this impulse. More later.
No profanes - sacred
 
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