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Saturday, November 19, 2005

It's always comforting when, after observing an elementary school class, the teacher whose class you are observing confesses to you that she "hates it". "It" being teaching the class. Really, there is no appropriate response I could have made to that.

Posted by Serene Chaos at 11:42:00 PM °°°

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

My sister came to visit me at school. I saw my education adviser in the hall, and stopped to introduce her to my sister.

"This is M----, my adviser."

My adviser's response?

"Yeah. Kinda..."

I'm sorry. What does that even mean?!

Posted by Serene Chaos at 7:18:00 PM °°°

Monday, November 14, 2005

I'm a horrible person. My dorm phone was ringing. And I didn't feel like answering it. So I unplugged it, instead of answering it.

(I just checked the message and it was someone looking for a toaster over, which I don't have. So I don't feel too bad. I couldn't have helped her anyway.)

Posted by Serene Chaos at 10:20:00 PM °°°

Sunday, November 13, 2005

The Story of the Absentminded Professor:

I was sitting in the seminar room/Education library where one of my classes is held - the class in which I am the only student. Since the class is really comprised of two half-semester classes, each with a different professor, I do not have the same professor as I did before (when I was first terrified, then raving about the class).

So, I was sitting there, five minutes before class was supposed to start, waiting for the professor to come in. She usually gets there about five minutes early. I was sitting, and waiting. Working on some work for one of my other education classes. I looked up at the clock and realized she was late. I went back to working. I looked over at my watch and realized that she was 10 minutes late. I went over to the computer in the room and checked my email - thinking maybe she's emailed me saying she was going to be late/not coming. I didn't have any new emails.

I sat back down and tried to decide what to do. I was a little concerned. I mean, she is a professor and supposed to be professional and all. I was worried that maybe something horrible had happened and that's why she wasn't there. After all, she's supposed to be responsible and show up to class on time every day.

About 20 minutes after class was supposed to have begun, I decided to go up to the education professors' offices and ask the other professors if they knew anything about where she was. I walk up the stairs, and see my professor sitting at her desk in her office with the door wide open. Confused, I knock on her door frame. She greets me and sits there expectantly. I stand there confused. "Um...aren't we supposed to be having class now?" I ask.

She gets all flustered, stands up, walks out of her office, goes back into her office to get her notebook, and then follows me down to the room where we hold class. She makes the excuse that she got really caught up in what she was writing and didn't realize what time it was.

I spent the remaining 30 minutes trying really really hard not to crack up every time I looked at her. Thankfully, I succeed.

Posted by Serene Chaos at 6:11:00 PM °°°