It’s been a while I know, but I have been eager, doing homework, writing weekly assignments, blogs, taking notes. I should be just about halfway through the semester.
So, I post one of my assignments a week early. I get an e-mail from the professor gently telling me to re-read the syllabus about when things are due.
Too early. I need to get work done, post something early, which is not convenient apparently, and I get chastized for it? Now, I can understand some professors like sticking to a schedule and only want papers on a certain date so as not to confuse it with another class or something else.
But come on, getting a paper too early is a problem? Well, we do get points for handing it in on time and we can hand in late papers.
However, if we don’t follow the guidelines, we get knocked off points, so I suppose handing in a paper early is just as horrible as handing in a paper late.
This is the first paper, so I don’t think I’ll get my 2 out of 6 points knocked off.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
and miles to go before I sleep.
When I entered Sociology 100, I didn’t realize the above quote would be my life for three weeks, but it was and that’s okay. Going back to school was hard, I knew it would be, but like I said, that’s okay.
We had five tests in the class, but at the end the professor sent an e-mail saying we did not have to take the last test if we were happy with our grade because he is dropping the lowest grade. I have an 80 in the class, a B. No matter how well I did on the last test, I could do no better than a B.
Originally I was going to take the exam because I was curious to see how I would do. Education for education’s sake. My parents taught me that no one can take away your education and education is highly important.
However, I had fallen behind in my studying for my fifth test waiting for word to see if my fourth test would be reset due to a power outage that disconnected me from my exam. When I could start studying, as I kept taking notes furiously trying to catch up, I accepted the gift of the not having to take the last test, stopped taking notes, and let it be.
The moment I made that decision, I slept and slept and slept. I have not slept so good in such a long time.
Some of my colleagues are taking the final exam today (July 29) to bolster their grade and I pray for them. I also pray that they too get some good sleep when this is all over.
The good thing about online learning is that you can do it from anywhere you have an Internet connection, including an Epilepsy Monitoring Unit two hours away from where you normally do your work.
Yup, that’s me in all my wired glory with my sociology book. Yes, these next few chapters will prove a tad more difficult to get through, but what’s school without a little unique challenge?
My sociology course has had me as baffled as Barney Fife, the loveable but less than bright deputy on The Andy Griffith Show, ever since I got my textbook two months ago. However, something new has transpired…
Class starts tomorrow (July 11) and all of the course documents are up on the Internet ready for our eager eyes to peruse at our leisure. The professor has even made a test review sheet for us with sample questions. A very generous gift in my opinion.
My reaction to the first question was, “Uh, um, what?” Now this was after having listened to the eLecture, taking beyond stellar notes, and having read and highlighted the textbook.
Upon review, I discovered the answer to this impossible question was the definition of sociology.
By the way, did I mention I am a sociology major?
It’s a good thing I’m not worried. Phew! I was worried for a second I might be worried, but I’m not worried.
I am on my last chapter of this massive textbook, which we have to read all but three chapters, and this final chapter has me thinking, “This textbook is in English, right?”
The subject is sociology, the specific chapter is on population, not overly hard topics, but I feel like words are not my strong suit right now–this is not a thing a former journalist should be admitting.
I know I will have the eLectures to tell me all the things I do not understand (like words) so I am not worried (yeah, right).