Soap Box

Here I am. Standing on my soap box.

Yesterday afternoon in Education Psychology, I don't think I have ever been so frustrated. Period- dot. Even now, I am speechless. There are no words to truly describe what I experienced in a 400-level college class. This course is suppose to teach us how to assess our students properly- to show us the different options. I guess that is not the point at this moment. I don't think I can list a single productive element of the class yesterday- nope... not at all. The professor tried to talk OVER our conversations, which may I add shows she doesn't even have our respect. She also let us out early because I think she was too frustrated. If you were a professor would you not try to understand why you do not have your students attention, then try to change what you are doing? Apparently not. I shouldn't be too worried about how hard it is to earn a PhD because with the looks of it, PhD's are handed out like candy...

Stepping down...