Mama Kat has her Writer's Workshop every Thursday, and today, I'm having a hard time choosing on the prompts. Let's go for a scary run-in with a professor, shall we?
Scary as in, spooky scary, or scared to face them? See, in college I had this professor who never came to class prepared. At the time, the college had a pretty tough curriculum, called "The Great Books", and we were reading stuff like Dante, Nietzsche, or however you spell that, and then tearing them apart. It quickly became clear within about the first month that this teacher hadn't read the books either. Or, if she had, she didn't understand them any better than we did, and she was teaching from the Cliff Notes. In fact, it got so bad and I was so frustrated, that my mother, who is an English/History major, bought the Cliff Notes for me! Msh and I suffered through the term, thinking, "2 more months . . . 1 more month . . . we're outta here", as we were done with our English requirements.
Heh. Ever hear that saying that if you want to make God laugh, make plans? Well, when it came time for the supposedly anonymous teacher review (It was a very small school, and a very
Scary as in, spooky scary, or scared to face them? See, in college I had this professor who never came to class prepared. At the time, the college had a pretty tough curriculum, called "The Great Books", and we were reading stuff like Dante, Nietzsche, or however you spell that, and then tearing them apart. It quickly became clear within about the first month that this teacher hadn't read the books either. Or, if she had, she didn't understand them any better than we did, and she was teaching from the Cliff Notes. In fact, it got so bad and I was so frustrated, that my mother, who is an English/History major, bought the Cliff Notes for me! Msh and I suffered through the term, thinking, "2 more months . . . 1 more month . . . we're outta here", as we were done with our English requirements.
Heh. Ever hear that saying that if you want to make God laugh, make plans? Well, when it came time for the supposedly anonymous teacher review (It was a very small school, and a very
small class - the reviews were handwritten!) we were brutally honest. We named every detail, and stated how dissatisfied we had been. Imagine our pleasure at finding out they were changing the graduation requirements and we had to take just one more semester of writing, and guess who the only teacher was? Walking into class that day was one of the hardest things I did in college!
To be fair to her: She was not ever anything except polite and professional. Except for some of the questionable writing assignments, the class passed without a hitch. It might have had something to do with my brother having just passed away, but I didn't have any difficulties. And, the daily required journal writing was surprisingly cathartic. Even today, I find that when I can't sleep, stressed out, whatever, writing will help clear my mind, even if it's about nothing.
And even today, when I pass her at the Wally World, I still cringe and wonder if she knows about what I really wrote!
To be fair to her: She was not ever anything except polite and professional. Except for some of the questionable writing assignments, the class passed without a hitch. It might have had something to do with my brother having just passed away, but I didn't have any difficulties. And, the daily required journal writing was surprisingly cathartic. Even today, I find that when I can't sleep, stressed out, whatever, writing will help clear my mind, even if it's about nothing.
And even today, when I pass her at the Wally World, I still cringe and wonder if she knows about what I really wrote!
6 comments:
She probably does, but is too kind to let on. Sounds like it was a challenge to have her not once, but twice.
It sounds pretty horrid. Thank goodness it's over and done!
Carma, what a...well you know what I mean! She probably never knew what you wrote, but the idea that she might would scare the heck out of me too! Great job on the writing!
Lol! I have had many a teacher like her.. in high school I took an ap english class, and my teacher was an idiot who always picked on me when no one else would answer because he knew I did. I actually think the one time I let loose like I didn't care and wrote a crummy paper that went something to the effect of this is a stupid assignment you don't want to read it and I don't want to write it.. so I will save us both the trouble and end there.. he still gave me an A. lol!
Good story though!
I had a teacher (once) who asked if she could see our envelope of evaluations before she left (on that last day), because she "didn't want to wait" until she got back from her vacation. Naturally, we couldn't say no. I reported it to her supervisors and learned that she was not supposed to EVER see the evaluations! Real professional, huh?
You still run INTO her!?! Ugh. I would feel the same way!!
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