David Byrne and Brian Eno –Strange Overtones
Yes, I’m a teacher, but I’m also a student. In addition to having completed education classes at LMU during my two years in the Teach For America
cult organization, I’ve been taking online classes at local Santa Monica College for the past three years. Why? Currently, rather than having useful ways to earn raises in wonderful LAUSD (like increasing student performance, or taking on school-leadership responsibilities), our salary allocation office has decided that simply taking classes is sufficient to earn a raise.
In that spirit, I’ve been doing that for the past few years, responding to online discussions, writing an occasional 2-3 page paper, and performing decently on a weekly quiz or so.
That mild inconvenience of this escalated in a major way this last weekend as I had to compose a 15-page paper. I’ve not done something that long since undergrad, and so getting into writing and thinking mode was a bit difficult (I’ve long since come the the conclusion that “7 pages” is the threshold past which you actually have to know something about the subject of your paper).
As much as I love being a teacher, I found myself on the other side of the equation this weekend, giving me, once again another good perspective about how much my students must love doing my work I assign them (don’t worry, no 15-page math papers).