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Sep. 21st, 2004 07:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleinWell isn't this an interesting turn of events?
She was asked if she would help out Daniel by taking on the responsibility of grading 8 students' work during the semester. She said no. Ok, that doesn't surprise me. She is like that.
Then she turns around and tells Jamal that if the student load is too much for me, she will trade her class for mine. She will take my 40 students and i can have her 21 students. What is that all about?
My opinion?
i'm thinkin' she's got a case of the nosies. She has put her finger in everyone else's pie so to speak, and now she wants to have a heavy hand in this course. i'm sure she has some idea that she alone can make it better.
i, on the other hand, believe that while she may have some good ideas, and be able to look at this course from a new perspective, she is not the be-all, end-all of curriculum design, and just because they may be her ideal of what is right, does not mean they are THE ideal of what is right.
No, thank you very much. i'll keep my 40 students, and do it just for spite.
On another scholarly news front:
i got back my student evals from the spring semester. My lowest ranking was the 92nd percentile. Now i've forgotten what that was. For all the other catagories, save one, i was ranked in the 97th percentile. The one that wasn't so high was the 96th percentile. Now that i think about it, perhaps my low rank was in the promptness catagory. It seems the closer my classroom is to my office the harder time i have getting to it on time.
The books for the course have not arrived as of yet. At least that is the word Hilda is passing out. Personally i think she has sold my book order to some other faculty who offered her a higher price. The books are supposed to be in country on September 26, and in students' hands before the end of the month. No, i'm not taking any bets.
My mood has lightened significantly in the last 45 minutes. i get used to being alone, and quiet and at peace and then something happens that upsets that. This afternoon it was Master coming home. i am delighted that He is back, i have missed Him. But....
He came through the door in an talkative, noisey mood, and that jolted me. He has let slip information while we were eating that scares me. While He still truly enjoys the work that He is doing, He is becoming less and less enamoured with the 'Big Cheeses'. Tonight at the dinner table, everything He did grated on my nerves. He likes to say He is a sensitive person, in tune with my emotional life, but tonight, either He just didn't give a hoot about it or me, or He's sensitivity meter is broken.
Part of it is that i am feeling guilty that He drives back just to spend the night here with me. It would be so much easier on Him if He just stayed up north unless He had a bona fide reason for coming back mid-week. He has to get up at 4:30 tomorrow to be back up north in time for the warehouse to open. That makes a long day for Him. i can go back to bed after He leaves and catch a couple more hours sleep. He is up for the day.
There is a prison on the camp near His warehouse. Terrorists suspect women prisoners are being held there as well as at the other one. When He is up north, the camp is where He eats His meals. The terrorists want those prisoners freed from His camp. This is scarey shit.
How does one know if one is what would be considered clinically depressed and not just in a cyclical low? All other living members of my immediate family have problems with depression. They also have b/p problems and cholesterol problems. i don't have those particular problems, but how would i know if i were clinically depressed? Maybe i am, but am just too dense to realize it.
This has come out of nowhere. i have much to be thankful for.
She was asked if she would help out Daniel by taking on the responsibility of grading 8 students' work during the semester. She said no. Ok, that doesn't surprise me. She is like that.
Then she turns around and tells Jamal that if the student load is too much for me, she will trade her class for mine. She will take my 40 students and i can have her 21 students. What is that all about?
My opinion?
i'm thinkin' she's got a case of the nosies. She has put her finger in everyone else's pie so to speak, and now she wants to have a heavy hand in this course. i'm sure she has some idea that she alone can make it better.
i, on the other hand, believe that while she may have some good ideas, and be able to look at this course from a new perspective, she is not the be-all, end-all of curriculum design, and just because they may be her ideal of what is right, does not mean they are THE ideal of what is right.
No, thank you very much. i'll keep my 40 students, and do it just for spite.
On another scholarly news front:
i got back my student evals from the spring semester. My lowest ranking was the 92nd percentile. Now i've forgotten what that was. For all the other catagories, save one, i was ranked in the 97th percentile. The one that wasn't so high was the 96th percentile. Now that i think about it, perhaps my low rank was in the promptness catagory. It seems the closer my classroom is to my office the harder time i have getting to it on time.
The books for the course have not arrived as of yet. At least that is the word Hilda is passing out. Personally i think she has sold my book order to some other faculty who offered her a higher price. The books are supposed to be in country on September 26, and in students' hands before the end of the month. No, i'm not taking any bets.
My mood has lightened significantly in the last 45 minutes. i get used to being alone, and quiet and at peace and then something happens that upsets that. This afternoon it was Master coming home. i am delighted that He is back, i have missed Him. But....
He came through the door in an talkative, noisey mood, and that jolted me. He has let slip information while we were eating that scares me. While He still truly enjoys the work that He is doing, He is becoming less and less enamoured with the 'Big Cheeses'. Tonight at the dinner table, everything He did grated on my nerves. He likes to say He is a sensitive person, in tune with my emotional life, but tonight, either He just didn't give a hoot about it or me, or He's sensitivity meter is broken.
Part of it is that i am feeling guilty that He drives back just to spend the night here with me. It would be so much easier on Him if He just stayed up north unless He had a bona fide reason for coming back mid-week. He has to get up at 4:30 tomorrow to be back up north in time for the warehouse to open. That makes a long day for Him. i can go back to bed after He leaves and catch a couple more hours sleep. He is up for the day.
There is a prison on the camp near His warehouse. Terrorists suspect women prisoners are being held there as well as at the other one. When He is up north, the camp is where He eats His meals. The terrorists want those prisoners freed from His camp. This is scarey shit.
How does one know if one is what would be considered clinically depressed and not just in a cyclical low? All other living members of my immediate family have problems with depression. They also have b/p problems and cholesterol problems. i don't have those particular problems, but how would i know if i were clinically depressed? Maybe i am, but am just too dense to realize it.
This has come out of nowhere. i have much to be thankful for.
