Friday, April 28, 2006
I just got back home today from going "home" on Wednesday night. Thursday I had to get my car inspected and new tags for the car. I also got my car serviced, which ended up being like 4 hours of waiting at the place. My back passenger door doesn't open anymore, well it turns out someone took the door off from the inside and there are broken parts in the bottom of it. And then then they pretty much clipped it shut. . . sounds kind of unbelievable, but its true! I have no idea when the door was worked on because the last time it was in the shop the door had nothing to do with the stuff being done. I don't know. . .but now i have to take care of that. Boo, dad wasn't happy with me of course! I guess now maybe that work on that door from when the guy hit me in the Dillion's Parking Lot. I am going to the car repair place again Monday morning, but I don't know what I am going to do without a car if they have to keep it.
Estoy leyendo "Cien anos de soledad" ahora en espanol. Ya he leido esta historia pero en ingles en high school. Bueno, es todo en esta tema hoy.
You know what makes me mad? One of my social work teachers who wants to start being a hard nosed bitch with two weeks before graduation! This lady is an adjunct professor teaching the course on ethics. This whole semester she has been acting like we should all have As don't really worry like the class is kind of a blow off one. Well, I wrote my paper a three to four page paper on the ethical dilemma created if H.R. 4437 passes and read it to the class last week. Well this week she starts class with how bad our papers are and that we should know how to write papers at this point from being in college so long. She did not hand out a rubric because she thinks they are stupid, because they sugar coat stuff by telling everything the teacher wants. She told us shame on us for using internet sources, even scholary peer reviewed articles off the internet and credible sources not just Joe Blow's homepage. Three or four weeks before graduation she states that the school of social welfare should be ashamed to let us graduate! That is pretty harsh lady! I got my paper back and got a 63 out of 80 which is a C! I have not received a C on anything in a long time, I am not a C student. She told me basically that the paper itself was really good. But all my sources were from the internet so she wrote on the grading sheet "SHAME ON YOU-" Woah, I have major issues with this! Shame on you is pretty powerful words and I don't deserve that. I got 3 out of 10 on the clarity of my presentation for reading the paper (even though she said to do this) and sitting on on the table and not writing stuff on the board. She made no mention of this being some mock presenation in front of the board of directors, just a casual thing. I am still spewing about that comment "shame on you" and I am going to write her an e-mail. I could not say anything in class to her because I was so mad! Then she told us halfway through the class that we were all being to dramatic about everything and that we needed to stop! GRRR!!!
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Awe... that's terrible! send that essay to me : ) And if it makes you feel any better, grades are a very strange thing: they do not always reflect the student's effort or true learning level.
Cien Años de Soledad is my favorite book of all times, though! I think you'll get so much more from reading it in Spanish. I'm sure you will enjoy it tons!
Hehe... thanks for hating school with me... I needed the emotional support : ) ! You're in my little link list, did ya notice? A whole mile jump in my blogging editing/computer skills improvement level, this link-adding business...
Un abrazo, amigo!
I've seen this in the adjunct prof's at the Econ department down here. They don't get paid well, they have no say in the department administration, and they all come in thinking the students are all going to be as smart and as hardworking as they are. So they try to be buddy-buddy with the undergrads and grads. They want to be the hip teacher to all the smart kids. When they wake up to the reality that students are students, they make mistakes and turn in "less than optimal" papers, come late to class, and generally don't care about anything except graduating and passing, they get bitter and angry. They also start to realize it's their own fault for not defining the results they wanted for the students. But of course, blaming themselves might be too much to ask. Unfortunately, since they can't do anything about it, they take it out on all the students (be they good or bad) and try to gain moral high ground on the students academic mistakes. It's sickening, but it happens.
The good news is that you honestly have more power than she does. When her review comes up, give her the worst marks you can, and write well thought out and constructive criticism. For example, "'Shame on you' is not a constructive criticism for an academic paper." Teachers and administrators DO READ THOSE REVIEWS, and they take them EXTREMELY seriously.
If you really feel sore about it, talk to a tenured (KEY WORD) prof. about it who you trust, and see what he/she thinks. If they think there's grounds for a complaint, go for it, but if not, don't waste any more time or energy on something that in the end is not that big a deal (you're still going to graduate).
Best way to make your complaint heard though is through that little piece of paper you get on the last day. If you don't do it, they might have her stay, and this could happen all over again.
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