I'm not going to lie. I hate my Freshman English Comp II class right now. Is it the professor? No. I like him. He is also my Philosophy professor. He is blunt, but he is blunt because he cares and wants us to do better. Is the the subject? No. I love English! It's going to be my profession! Is it the material? No! We get to argue! 
Then McG, why do you hate your class so? Well, dear children, it's because I am stuck with the dumbest, prissiest, whiniest students for two hours on Tuesdays and one hour on Thursdays!
Two weeks ago, we were told we were going to start a paper. In order to start this paper, we had to research a topic concerning the early American West and since it is only going to be three pages long, the topic had to be very specific. After researching, we had to go see the professor during his office hours only to get the topic approved. If he thought it would be suitable for a three page paper, it was approved and you could start. If he didn't think it was specific enough, he would stare at you until you go away (his words). The deadline for this was Thursday Feb 18th at 3pm, when he goes home for the day. In addition to telling us and writing on the board, he handed us a piece of paper that had specifications for the paper and a list of the deadlines.
Yesterday, I was feeling pretty good about this. I had had my topic approved the day before and my professor was impressed with it. I was prepared to do further research and start up the paper. All of a sudden, I hear this:
W= Whiny student
A= Awesome guy who pwned her
A to W:"Did you get your topic approved? It's due today."
W: "Oh no! I like totally forgot! He didn't like remind us! He is such an asshole!"
A: "You know, he told us two weeks ago about this. You should have written it down. He doesn't have to remind us. And anyway, he gave us all a sheet with deadlines. By the way, he warned us that he was a prick at the beginning of the semester, so you could have switched to another professor."
I was sitting there, giggling to myself, but my opinion changed of the awesome guy.
A: "But I heard he failed over half of his class last semester."
Uh no. HE didn't fail half of the class. THEY failed THEMSELVES. He gives us specific instructions on each paper before we do our rough drafts. They are on the sheet with the deadlines. So what if he is so specific? Just do the gosh danged work!
And yes, the professor did call himself a prick. He warned us that he uses the red pen often on our papers. He will be very blunt about what we did wrong and will write comments on the papers. If he hurts our feelers, he is not sorry. Why is he not sorry? Well, he wants to help us do better. He told us that we are not going to do better if we are coddled. We need to know our mistakes. If any student thought that they were going to be hurt by his comments, then they need to choose a different professor.
Because he said that, I decided to stay. I can take harsh criticism. I could use a swift kick in the ass with my writing.

Then McG, why do you hate your class so? Well, dear children, it's because I am stuck with the dumbest, prissiest, whiniest students for two hours on Tuesdays and one hour on Thursdays!
Two weeks ago, we were told we were going to start a paper. In order to start this paper, we had to research a topic concerning the early American West and since it is only going to be three pages long, the topic had to be very specific. After researching, we had to go see the professor during his office hours only to get the topic approved. If he thought it would be suitable for a three page paper, it was approved and you could start. If he didn't think it was specific enough, he would stare at you until you go away (his words). The deadline for this was Thursday Feb 18th at 3pm, when he goes home for the day. In addition to telling us and writing on the board, he handed us a piece of paper that had specifications for the paper and a list of the deadlines.
Yesterday, I was feeling pretty good about this. I had had my topic approved the day before and my professor was impressed with it. I was prepared to do further research and start up the paper. All of a sudden, I hear this:
W= Whiny student
A= Awesome guy who pwned her
A to W:"Did you get your topic approved? It's due today."
W: "Oh no! I like totally forgot! He didn't like remind us! He is such an asshole!"
A: "You know, he told us two weeks ago about this. You should have written it down. He doesn't have to remind us. And anyway, he gave us all a sheet with deadlines. By the way, he warned us that he was a prick at the beginning of the semester, so you could have switched to another professor."
I was sitting there, giggling to myself, but my opinion changed of the awesome guy.
A: "But I heard he failed over half of his class last semester."
Uh no. HE didn't fail half of the class. THEY failed THEMSELVES. He gives us specific instructions on each paper before we do our rough drafts. They are on the sheet with the deadlines. So what if he is so specific? Just do the gosh danged work!
And yes, the professor did call himself a prick. He warned us that he uses the red pen often on our papers. He will be very blunt about what we did wrong and will write comments on the papers. If he hurts our feelers, he is not sorry. Why is he not sorry? Well, he wants to help us do better. He told us that we are not going to do better if we are coddled. We need to know our mistakes. If any student thought that they were going to be hurt by his comments, then they need to choose a different professor.
Because he said that, I decided to stay. I can take harsh criticism. I could use a swift kick in the ass with my writing.

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