Day Eight: Do You Have a Sinking Feeling?

Today was a major day.  We actually LEARNED something.  Well, I guess we did.  I had Case Studies this morning and we discussed how these case studies need to be done.  Essentially, we are to read them, do an intitial response, research it with a group and then do a final response and add them to our Case Binder.  Mine's lime green, so it won't get lost and so it will stand out.  Today's case was about Diversity in the Classroom.  What does it mean to be diverse?  Is it a positive or negative experience in a classroom?  Do students learn better when they are all homogeneous? These questions can be answered, or not.  I could also just write about what I thought of the articles, so that is what I did.  I did not agree with one of the them and stated why, mostly because the author was touting the arts and the be all and end all of helping to assuage boredom and lack of individual thought towards diversity.  For example, if we could all just paint how we feel, everyone would understand.....yeah ok.  The author was also a feminist.  Not saying I don't agree with feminism, but it also won't solve the lack of diversity.   I also found out where I am placed, which is in the city...not sure how I feel about that, but I will deal.  I still do NOT have my freakin' books yet.  Today I found out there was a list that I was supposed to put my name on.  No one informed me of this magical, invisible list.  I even got an email saying the books were in, but then I was told it was only for people whose names were on The List.  Someone said to me 'your name is not on The List?'  I said 'no I was unaware of the existence of The List.'  So I am thinking that perhaps someone should be employed in the bookstore who can COUNT.  I know this seems blatantly obvious....I mean think how handy that would be.  'Let's see there are 1, 2, 3, 4,' and so one untill you get to 477 (the number of Ed students apparently).  Then this brilliant person (who has a degree in the Arts, by the way) would say 'Perchance we should print 477 books?'  And the supervisor will say 'Forsooth thou art so smart!'  How is it that thou art but a lowly counter?'  (I am not sure why they talk thusly, but it is the bookstore after all, and weird things go on there).  Anyway, I digress.  Point is I have NO BOOK! STILL!