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non-permanence

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Whenever I read something of substance, I feel this blog ripple in the shallowness of its words.

I feel that the magic has dissolved in the harsh attacks of grades, quizzes and presentations. My feet no longer bounce the walks of the beautiful Boston Common. It struggles to keep the pace of the undying clock that controls the day. I feel myself betraying my principles for I am truly blessed.... Windows of peeping sunlight, squirrels ruffling thier paws in prediction of the wind and ducks flapping their feathers to the drolling jollies of the new spring grass...

But I am lost in the sea of papers, laundry and bills.... drowning in negative energy as they envelope me with responsibilities I'm not interested to keep.

Here's what I THINK.

I think bad teachers take their jobs as a catharsis of their insecurities.

Things that can be taught in a matter of principle do not require tests.

Testing people on certain knowledge about certain topics guarantees a fleeting account of space in their short term memory, therefore, not good for the learning process! (Who gives IDENTIFICATION tests to graduate students???)

This is my catharsis. I'm bitching for more than lack of sleep. I'm bitching for lack of motivation. I can't seem to answer the perennial question that is WHY.

WHY is it that I need to be tested on a topic that I will forget in a matter of years of practice in the same industry.

WHY can't I just stop bitching and do something productive.

The reason is lost in antiquity as my lashes bow down in surrender.

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