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The Last Class pt.2: “Some of my Professors…”

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…continued from yesterday:

My most recent professor was not one on whom the fundamentals of pedagogy were lost.  He was decent all around, especially considering he was teaching a brand-new class.  He has some wrinkles to iron out for the next time, but this time was fine.

Unfortunately, we had a special guest in class at the start of the week who fell into the “clueless” column regarding mastery of pedagogy.  Said guest is a professor at the university, and is acclaimed by other faculty members as a great teacher and a great guest to have in class.  That wasn’t the impression I got, and since this was a writing class and these thoughts about the gaps in graduate-level pedagogy have been circulating in my mind for a few weeks, I was inspired to write a poem to express certain degrees of my disillusionment over the past few years.

Some of My Professors Had to be Thinking

We wing it, we
Wizards of Words.  We
poo-poo pedagogy:
Who needs it?
Our fragrances are
far the more favorable.
The genius that is
we–aren’t you like
this too??–
wins hearts
and minds as we
half-heartedly
fling you far to
wordy forays,
you flipping words every
which way and
frying synapses
draft after draft.

You wing it, you
wizards of words,
and I wonder
at what I learned.

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Written by seeker70

July 26, 2013 at 1:11 pm

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