Tuesday, May 24, 2005
I might complain about students who, during finals week, come up with all kinds of reasons as to why they can't turn in the finals on time: my laptop was stolen! my hard drive crashed! my mother-in-law died! my brother has cancer! And this one from a student who was absent nine weeks out of 15: you make me feel as if I'm a horrible person! when I told her that I didn't think she intended to pass the course as she asked for the final exam.
But then there is the special student (or two or three) who feel that they've been transformed by a course. Read an entry excerpt:
Here's an excerpt:
I would have never expected for there to be an Asian American studies class at SSU. Not only was this the first time anybody besides my mother tried to teach me about anything Filipino, but professor Strobel was the first positive Filipino woman I have ever met. That meant a lot because it assisted me tremendously in breaking down the negative experiences I've had with my father's side of the family. I now have a better understanding of things. I want to learn more, I want to say more, I want to teach more to others. I helped myself, stood up, spoke my mind a few times and even yelled so hard I popped a blood vessel in my eye. I wasn't just a passive person for the first time in my life, but shared at least a little bit of what was going on in my head.
Thank you, Michelle. I teach because of students like you; you have taught me much this semester about "Gen x".
But then there is the special student (or two or three) who feel that they've been transformed by a course. Read an entry excerpt:
Here's an excerpt:
I would have never expected for there to be an Asian American studies class at SSU. Not only was this the first time anybody besides my mother tried to teach me about anything Filipino, but professor Strobel was the first positive Filipino woman I have ever met. That meant a lot because it assisted me tremendously in breaking down the negative experiences I've had with my father's side of the family. I now have a better understanding of things. I want to learn more, I want to say more, I want to teach more to others. I helped myself, stood up, spoke my mind a few times and even yelled so hard I popped a blood vessel in my eye. I wasn't just a passive person for the first time in my life, but shared at least a little bit of what was going on in my head.
Thank you, Michelle. I teach because of students like you; you have taught me much this semester about "Gen x".
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