Friday, January 27, 2006

I like school. I guess that makes me about the 330th nerdiest person in the state of Iowa (but man, you should see those other nerds!). But I do. I really like school. I like the rhythm of going to the same place every day knowing that something will happen that is intended to help you grow. Not necessarily that a person will learn something, but that the focus is growth. Be better people. Learn Algebraic expressions better or find out that other people don't get the same things out of the stories that we all read at the same time.
When I announced that I was going back to school, I said that I want to teach High School. I still want to teach in a High School or maybe even in a Community College, but I'm getting a better idea of the real options that are open to me. When I said "English", I thought about diagramming and learning parts of speech and how to use them well. But I think this idea of teaching Literature appeals to me even more. I have hated about half the stories that we have read in this class. We just finished reading a couple of stories by black authors, which I probably would never have read otherwise. Not because I have anything against black authors - I usually have no idea about the people who write what I read - but because the stories are so outside what I normally think about, so reading them might change how I look for things to read.
Sure, I'll still read the junk that Grisham and the others turn out, but I might wind up changing course after this class. I'll still be in the same field, but ... I don't know. I have another two years to decide for certain, I guess.



Daisey

1 Comments:

Blogger Darth Weasel said...

I think, my fine feathered friend, you have hit on a couple of the secrets of scholarly work. First, it really expands your mind by giving you insight into other concepts. Second, if you have an open mind and are willing to go with the flow, you can find something you love instead of something you have to do.

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