Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Bullied!

So the father of my St. Thomas cheater just called me at my office: he is ANGRY. Of course, he's angry that his son is, as he said, "getting an F in the class," [see "Mash-Up" below] which of course is my fault. But what he should be angry at is the fact that his son's a liar and a cheater.

The son evidently told his dad that I refused to talk to him about his grade, that I dismissed him from class, and that I told him to "check the website" instead of talking with me. Of course almost the opposite is true: here's what happened this morning in class:

After class, Cheater interrupted my conversation with another student (who, appropriate for her gender role, graciously allowed him to do so) to ask how he could make his reading journal "better: I didn't get the points I was hoping for," he said. Yeah, right.

When I explained that a reading journal should be about what you think of the reading -- a journal is about your thoughts -- he sort of shook his head. And then I made a fatal mistake: I'd seen online that he'd accessed our course website to "read" the feedback I'd left for his exam. But evidently the "read" online doesn't mean "read" in real life.

When I confirmed that he'd failed the class because he'd cheated on his midterm, his eyes bugged out. His whole body language changed, from conciliatory boy to bristling, angry man. It was a fascinating transformation: he's a tightly-wound, emotional human being. Unfortunately, that emotion is probably fear.

He protested, of course, and started raising his voice (in front of at least half-a-dozen students, including the poor African woman who'd he interrupted). I suggested he come talk to me privately once he'd read my comments on the exam, "where I've explained everything," I said. He stormed out. And evidently immediately talked to his parents.

His father, whose name is the same as the son's, called to talk to me -- but bully me is more accurate. I cannot talk to parents about my students -- in fact, I'm not even supposed to confirm that the student is in my class (I learned this a few minutes ago when I called my dean to give her a "head's up"). When the father characterized my interaction with his son (I'd refused to talk with the son, I'd dismissed him), I couldn't even defend myself and say that that's not what happened at all.

All I could say was, "As a faculty member, I'm obligated to talk to my students, not to their parents." The father insisted that he waived any right to privacy, that he'd sign any forms, that he'd talk to my supervisor, but I needed to clarify that his son was out of the class, was not allowed back in. I couldn't even confirm that. (The student had stormed out of the class before I could even tell him that he could stay with us to learn if he wanted, even though his grade was already determined.)

My dean's a champ, though: she's had a few conversations with these priviledged, private-school parents: "They're paying a lot of tuition for their kids," she said, "and they think they can get cheap credits here." Yep, this student joined the class on day 2, and I don't think he's read much of our literature all summer.

The dean will do a much better job of handling the bully than I can: I feel slimed and wimbly after the conversation. He was clearly angry, keeping his voice to an even level, but almost ready to erupt.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Mash-Up

My literature students are supposed to keep reading journals for each class meeting's reading. They can then use their journal in their exams. I tell they that they can record anything related to what they're reading:  take notes, write summaries, brainstorm reactions, ask questions -- anything that's related to what they had read for the class meeting.


Here's one student's entry for Harriet Jacobs, who wrote the autobiography Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl: 

"In 1874, Virginia Jacobs wrote a book entitled Miami. Which told a story of a writer, representing English literary history, who was born male during the Renaissance and started life as an Elizabethan, but turned into a women in the second half of the seventeenth century. Her protagonist's sex change dramatizes a major event in the history of English letters, namely the entrance of women into the literary marketplace. Throughout the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, the printing press, invested in the fifteenth century, led to an expansion of literacy as well as a reconceptualization of the role of the author."

I'm not sure where he copied this information from, but some of it is about Virginia Woolf's novel Orlando. And some of it seems to be copied from a history of the book. And I have NO idea what the "book entitled Miami" might be!


This student has already failed the class because he copied from the internet for his midterm take-home exam. And he's going to St. Thomas in the fall. Sad.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Tired/Tried


Reversing letters -- I'm not doing the reversal (although I am the tired one), but some of my students are. I'm back with Tech Writing (first week under our belts), and so far I only have one student I dread. She's taken up a LOT of class space in the last few days: very tiring.

But the first assignment went pretty well: over half the class earned an A or B. Only two flunked completely, and I only had to ask three to re-submit (how do you turn in 300 words when you've been asked to write a 50-word summary?).

Tomorrow morning's literature course is not yet ready: but there are still hours in the evening, right? I mean, getting up at 5:30 this morning won't catch up with me for a while, right? (Can you tell I'm trying to talk myself into non-sleepiness?)