I would apologize for the lack of posts, but I'm not going to because I've been extremely busy AND because only one person commented on the last post - which was posted for the purpose of getting opinions and comments. So - no apology for you.
This is my second week of graduate school. I have to say, after the first day of classes I went home and wrote in my journal something to the effect of, "I know have a much better idea of what drowning must feel like." Thankfully, things have improved, dramatically really, since then. Of the 4 classes I have, it seems promising that 2 of them will be interesting on a regular basis, though which 2 it will be is subject to change. Nonetheless, these are my classes:
- Quantitative Research Methods
- Linguistic Models
- TESOL Practicum
- Language Policy
I have so much more to say, but no time. I'll try hard to post more frequently and elaborate more on my first experiences. Until then....
2 comments:
hey teresa,
Check your email!!
--Bethany
Resa-
Grad school always feels like you're drowning. There is no possible way to do every single reading assigned to you. It is not physically possible. There was not one time in those two years that I could have said, "There! Now I'm finally caught up on all of my work!" And I worked my butt off. And I never took more than three classes in a semester... you have four. It becomes an exercise in knowing your teachers and what readings they are most likely to focus most of the classroom discussions on, learning to BS when (s)he choses the one reading you didn't manage to get done, and the hybrid of those two skills... learning how to turn the discussion from that one reading you didn't do to one of the ones that you DID do.
I read all of your posts. I didn't respond to your last post because I have very passionate feelings about missionaries, but probably not ones you want to hear. Do you really want me to get up on that particular soap box?
-Mary
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