me too!
Mal ,'Jaynestown'
Natter 61*
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
thanks for giving me a good laugh before bed.
For homework, my students are reading Aristotle's Poetics. Teehee. On the class wiki, they are all commenting on 1. how boring it is (true) 2. how they hate Aristotle (what did he ever do to them and 3. how they read the same page over and over.
Welcome to AP, children.
Welcome to AP, children.
Am I the only one who hears a distinct "muah ha ha ha" after that?
I just see Kat's smirk and raised eyebrow...
Nah. But COME ON. This is supposed to be pseudo college level work. And how many of you have read Aristotle (or Plato or Socrates) and found yourself re-reading the same passage 10 times? It's a veritable rite of passage.
I mean. Let's be honest. I haven't read the whole thing. I've read critiques of it (literary criticism is so much more efficient, says the girl who watched Barcelona and Metropolitan one too many times) and I'll use those for tomorrow. But seriously? Stop complaining and just suck it up.
I actually did tell one of my students to just man up and take his lumps today.
Ah, AP English. Billy Budd put every student in my class asleep while trying to read it for an assignment. It was like the ghost of Herman Melville jumped each of us with chloroform that night.
It's a veritable rite of passage.
Yup. I remember creepy Prof ? (I totally have forgotten his name, but not seersucker suits and the smell of stale tobacco and sweat and mint ACK makes me want to gag now) and Plato, Socrates and Aristotle. I read it aloud in various non-native accents to stay awake and remember it. But what do I recall most? The smell and the horror that a student actually had sex with that guy. He was creepy to begin with, plus his fortune came from "found" WW2 treasure in Austria. Seriously sketchy.
For me, it wasn't the Poetics; it was "In Defence of Poesy." Argh. Although it did enable me to discourse semiintelligently on "tabula rasa" and the themporary suspension of disbelief when I got into my 2nd year 17th C. Lit course with my toughest teacher evah, grad school or no.
Edit: And why I put tabula rasa in quotations, I do not know -- I blame it on cough syrup (oh, that it were codiene-based! sigh) -- but the mispelling of temporary I blame entirely (albeit subconsciously) on JR Ward.
omg y'all I have to do the gas company thing in person and the closest office to my work is 30 min by train and they are only open 8:30 - 5, M-F. HATE!!