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On the Ferry...
Jan. 24th, 2006 07:39 amI decided to go upstairs today. Usually I do course reading or sleep in my truck, but my back as been aching and my truck bench has no lumbar support, so I figured I would run upstairs and try out the ships wireless network. The service is called "mobilisa" so at first I was afraid I had hooked into a fellow passengers computer, but the second I tried to surf to the internet I got the ferry systems log-in screen.
And now, getting all set up means we are turning the corner for the approach to Eagle Harbor, so I don't have much time left to type.
Yesterday was a disappointing day. Not bad, just disappointing. Starting behind with the flu has left me feeling anxious everyday anyway, I don't feel like I will ever have my class prep done, and we are four weeks into the semester. On top of that, there was supposed to be a protest organized by last years seniors who feel like job placement has not worked hard enough to get them jobs. Typical me, I feel like it is my fault for having been all supportive and encouraging rather than laying out plain and clear how hard it is to find a job in the arts. Of course, the protest didn't happen. I like to pretend that they were all competent and fabulous when they graduated (and some of them were) but in the end, being organized and getting out of bed proved too much for them, just like it did most of the time they were in school.
The other thing happened in computer 1. My syllabus is the one I used last time I taught the class, and for that class I was being really ambitious with what they could actually absorb. There were often tears and people leaving class frustrated. Of course, I think doing the reading and paying attention during the demos and lectures would have alleviated a lot of that, but who am I to say? This class is doing the reading and homework, so they are getting bored. We finished an hour early yesterday, so I got them started on their homework reading and ran upstairs to check on something and ended up talking to the student advisor about a problem student. I was gone all of 15 minutes and when I got back, my class had gone home rather than taking the opportunity to get the homework done and out of the way. They make me really tired.
anyway, I have to get back down to the truck.
And now, getting all set up means we are turning the corner for the approach to Eagle Harbor, so I don't have much time left to type.
Yesterday was a disappointing day. Not bad, just disappointing. Starting behind with the flu has left me feeling anxious everyday anyway, I don't feel like I will ever have my class prep done, and we are four weeks into the semester. On top of that, there was supposed to be a protest organized by last years seniors who feel like job placement has not worked hard enough to get them jobs. Typical me, I feel like it is my fault for having been all supportive and encouraging rather than laying out plain and clear how hard it is to find a job in the arts. Of course, the protest didn't happen. I like to pretend that they were all competent and fabulous when they graduated (and some of them were) but in the end, being organized and getting out of bed proved too much for them, just like it did most of the time they were in school.
The other thing happened in computer 1. My syllabus is the one I used last time I taught the class, and for that class I was being really ambitious with what they could actually absorb. There were often tears and people leaving class frustrated. Of course, I think doing the reading and paying attention during the demos and lectures would have alleviated a lot of that, but who am I to say? This class is doing the reading and homework, so they are getting bored. We finished an hour early yesterday, so I got them started on their homework reading and ran upstairs to check on something and ended up talking to the student advisor about a problem student. I was gone all of 15 minutes and when I got back, my class had gone home rather than taking the opportunity to get the homework done and out of the way. They make me really tired.
anyway, I have to get back down to the truck.
