Picture Santa Claus.
Picture Moses.
Now put them together and you'll get a fairly accurate image of my professor. I call him SantaMose (Sorry about the unfortunate connotations this has for you, Jade)
Anyway, I've had two lectures and one seminar with him so far...and I'll let you judge how they went.
He teaches The Bible.
Lecture 1; he shuffles papers around, mutters a million unrelated things and chuckles to himself under his breath in a strangely endearing way. I am sitting at the back. I try to listen, I strain to understand, and then I give up. I write notes to the people sitting next to me. I giggle at the large "WTF?" the girl sitting 2 rows in front of me scribbled on her note pad.
Lecture 2; he shuffles papers around, continues muttering and chuckling (not so endearing anymore). I sit near the front this time. I try to listen, I strain to understand, and then I give up. I pull out my laptop to do something more productive with my time; I browse through kottu.
Seminar 1; this should be better I think. Smaller group so perhaps it'll be easier since we can actually interact. But I again find myself engaged in the battles of Listening and Understanding. Despite my valiant attempts, I lose. Again.
I scribble the word 'Help' on my coffee cup and flash it around to the rest of the class, all of whom smile back sympathetically.
I notice that he uses the phrase "really basically" a bit too frequently. I begin a mental "really basically" counter in my head. I soon lose count.
I start writing down everything he says, just to see if it makes more sense on paper.
It doesn't:
"You have to satisfy the female predicament, really basically"
"Are there any Jews here? Oh I see the only one we did have isn't present because of Yom Kippur. Might have been helpful to have a Jew...for contextual insight and all that".
"I just don't know what to do with The Bible!"
"He becomes existentialist - or something peculiar. Cheap existentialist really basically!"
"...hideous regiment of females (then giggles to himself)"
"I've cocked this up really - rather badly"
"...and actually really basically, actually..."
So none of us really learnt much, really basically.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
The University Diaries Pt 2: Lessons With Moses
Posted by Sapphira at 9:03 PM
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AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
LOL
that would make a pretty retarded blog title
Really Basically
good post (:
good luck with the lectures :D
Hehe...I had a genetics professor like that in my first year...couldn't make head or tail of what he said. He was the oddest man and unfortunately loved Sri Lanka, he used to corner me in practicals and go on and on about his visits to coconut farms there (he used to do some work on coconut genetics), about half of which I understood. Used to drive me bonkers and put me off genetics for life!
haha ok seriously, what course/class is this??
ive had some bizarre profs too when i was in college.. this one dude was so lost in what he was teaching he didnt notice half the class just get up and walk out the door.. everytime he turned back to da board one row would empty.. it was hilarious...!
Haha
Well it's an English Lit course and he's covering part of the intellectual and cultural sources module...his part being the Bible.
aye caramba... i feel ur pain... :D
Ha ha ha! He sounds like an old sweetie. But then again, this is me from behind a computer scree.... thousands of miles away from his classes!
hiii!
whats your mail addy?
Haha thanks for the sympathies guys.
And Noorie, you can just add me on facebook; I'd prefer not to write my email ad on here.
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