Classes are ok, but I'm not too sure about Anthropology. The professor seems out of it.
Incident reports:
-During the first class, she called herself an old fart 3 times. Thereafter, she'd mention it at least once in every class. (She finally stopped doing it, tho.)
-She wouldn't stop talking about pagers being a phenomenon in the deaf community. She seems to pat on herself for noticing it.
-For an anthropologist, she seems awfully clueless how to relate to people of other races. There are 3 black people in the class and she ignores them except when she asks them about black issues. For instance, she was talking about what pagers (see above) represent in deaf culture and a black student was trying to give his input. She interrupted him and said, "Do you know Malcolm X"? I could see him restraining from rolling his eyes. She rambled on about what Malcolm X represents—black power, etc. Every time she talked about black people, she'd look at them and nod knowingly.
-Many sentences in her syllabus end with "smile".
-She told a black female student, "Your status lower because you black, even lower because you woman, really low because you deaf." There are better ways to explain sociology.
-She assigned my group to do a skit based on a dry academic book. The skit? How the internet affected the society or something. Two students acted as computers. One student got in front of one and ordered stuff and got broke, while I got fat from sitting all day. That was the skit. After the class, the professor strided up to us beaming and said she was giving us bonus points for doing such a great job. Next class, she got the department chairperson to come to the class and asked us to do the skit again.
-Her incoherent lectures...I can't put 'em in words. You have to see them.
The only good thing I can say about her is that she's nice. Really nice. She always gives us candy before the class.
I'm just waiting for Ashton Kutcher to pop up with a TV crew. "We been punk'd! *hysterical laughter*". I'm only half kidding. He knows Ty Giordano.
Incident reports:
-During the first class, she called herself an old fart 3 times. Thereafter, she'd mention it at least once in every class. (She finally stopped doing it, tho.)
-She wouldn't stop talking about pagers being a phenomenon in the deaf community. She seems to pat on herself for noticing it.
-For an anthropologist, she seems awfully clueless how to relate to people of other races. There are 3 black people in the class and she ignores them except when she asks them about black issues. For instance, she was talking about what pagers (see above) represent in deaf culture and a black student was trying to give his input. She interrupted him and said, "Do you know Malcolm X"? I could see him restraining from rolling his eyes. She rambled on about what Malcolm X represents—black power, etc. Every time she talked about black people, she'd look at them and nod knowingly.
-Many sentences in her syllabus end with "smile".
-She told a black female student, "Your status lower because you black, even lower because you woman, really low because you deaf." There are better ways to explain sociology.
-She assigned my group to do a skit based on a dry academic book. The skit? How the internet affected the society or something. Two students acted as computers. One student got in front of one and ordered stuff and got broke, while I got fat from sitting all day. That was the skit. After the class, the professor strided up to us beaming and said she was giving us bonus points for doing such a great job. Next class, she got the department chairperson to come to the class and asked us to do the skit again.
-Her incoherent lectures...I can't put 'em in words. You have to see them.
The only good thing I can say about her is that she's nice. Really nice. She always gives us candy before the class.
I'm just waiting for Ashton Kutcher to pop up with a TV crew. "We been punk'd! *hysterical laughter*". I'm only half kidding. He knows Ty Giordano.
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