I’ve been so swamped this week that I’ve neglected this blog–sorry blog. I’m going to write a few entries this weekend in recompense.
First–our discussions this week about exploratory writing, gathering information, and implicating students have me thinking about my current classroom (and how my future classroom might be very different from my current classroom). I guess this also has me thinking more about my Super Size Me assignment, and what exactly I hope the end-result of a unit based on the “evils” of fast food is–do I want everyone to stop eating McDonalds (even though I myself indulge in their unsweetened iced-tea b/c it’s cheap and I’m addicted to tea)? Or do I just want to expose them to an institution (one of the many they may be involved in) and get them thinking about what involvement means? I think honestly it’s a little bit of both. But I also believe this idea of “danger” that we’ve been discussing might actually come in the form of awareness–and not necessarily action (though I do find myself hoping for that action that Sarah was talking about). Is it enough just to get them asking questions, considering alternatives, expanding individual awareness to include something broader (or even global)? I guess so. For now.
I’ve also been mentally rehashing our discussion of assignments that involve exploration. Everything that the class suggested in regards to studying McDonalds as place/space/object and its connection to university life proved provocative and compelling. I have to admit that these kinds of assignments, while exciting to think about, do sort of frighten me. When you take away the sort of structure and linearity (is this a word? If not, I think it should be) of a traditional academic essay, I feel like I can offer a critique and grade that are justified. I guess it’s sort of narcissistic, but I can tap into my skills and authority in that instance, and feel like the “expert” I’ve been taught the teacher should be. Also–in such an instance I feel like I can offer constructive criticism that is applicable, practical, and useful. But when we take away this kind of structure, I feel less capable of expertise or authority. And maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe it fosters an environment where everyone matters and everyone has something important to bring to the table. I feel intimidated a bit though–when we have to assign grades to personal writing, collections of evidence that aren’t thesis-driven, exploratory projects that have no peak (other than exploration), or even visual collages etc. How can anyone not get an A? How can you critique someone’s personal narrative in a constructive way? Do these assignments really offer the same opportunities for the skills that come with traditional academic writing? Is this even the point? Should we be giving students new skills that better reflect their generation/life/career/school experience than what we grew up with? What does it say that I’m 27 and out of touch with incoming Freshman? Is this inevitable? Do I need to “get with it?”
I’m confused. And my confusion isn’t anything new. I live in ambivalence when it comes to this class. I embrace ambiguity. I’m always equally excited and intimidated by our discussions and readings. I haven’t been able to get to that point of action. But I might. And maybe that’s what matters!?.


