19 posts tagged “school”
If one is looking for teaching jobs at the collegiate level, one must possess a Master's degree (at the least). However, many jobs require teaching experience at the collegiate level. Yet, if one wants to teach at the collegiate level, one must first acquire a graduate degree. HOW is one supposed to have EXPERIENCE teaching at that level without the degree in the first place? I guess my question is, how can experience be a requirement if one cannot gain experience without the degree?!?!?!
ARGH.
Edit-1:40pm
Just found a community college teaching position that does NOT require experience, available near where I grew up...going to apply!!
Anyway, I am working on the proposal tonight, and even though it is not complete, here is the topic:
This thesis will examine how Jane Austen approaches the idea that human nature is automatically and essentially selfish within two of her novels, Emma and Sense and Sensibility. Through analysis of her female protagonists in these stories, Emma Woodhouse and Marianne Dashwood, I will show how Austen presents the reader with two innately selfish and non self-reliant characters. Through analysis of these characters, including the characters upon which they rely, Miss Bates and Elinor Dashwood respectively, I will effectively show that though the women are different, they compliment each other greatly, and in turn, show how reliance determines their happiness.
Anyway, wish me luck. Surprisingly, I am very excited about the whole thing!
P.S. Cori, want to be my editor? I'll pay you:)
Hey y'all!
I've been busy, mucho busy, I know. Anyway, here are the current goings on:
- Working 40+ hours a week
- Next week will find out if I have been selected to be a corporate trainer (which means travel!)
- Cooked Thanksgiving dinner with my friend Jill for 11
- It was fabulous
- Started my third to last class in my M.A. program today
- Which is also fabulous
- Decided to adopt out my dog, to whom I cannot pay nearly enough attention to, and who needs a buddy or two
- Moving into new apartment on Friday! YAY!
- My hair looks awesome today
Yeah, so that's pretty thorough for right now.
Catch you later:)
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- I am on the original staff that opened what is going to be a wildly successful restaurant, which, basically sucks all the hours out of my days
- I just finished a class (Gothic Literature) and started a new one (Multicultural American Literature)
- I scheduled my last four classes--I don't recall the names right now--and have been in touch with a professor regarding starting my thesis
- I did, despite working like mad last week, actually manage to write a pretty decent paper about solitude in Jane Eyre
- Watched Elizabeth again, because I want to see The Golden Age that just came out--when, is the question
- Found Tom Jones in a random box in the garage--hey, Cori, I might be able to start it this month!
- Spent a lot of time on the phone and listening to/watching the news about the fires back home
- Wore my first "cold" weather outfit--currently it is 42 here in Cleveland, and sunny:)
- Realized that it is going to get colder
- Discovered Dunkin' Donuts coffee
- Started looking for apartments--which is so fun!
- Realized that I have not called a lot of my good friends in a while--which I need to do
Mood:
I just really need to start working so I feel useful. Then, I can get an apartment and feel like a normal person. I am also slightly worried about handling winter. Um, yeah, that's going to be interesting. I also need to get a gym membership so I don't feel like such a slug.
But, school is killing me right now. I have been pounding back a book a week for the last three months and all it makes me want to do sometimes is pound a few beers back and not read for a few minutes. I know, I know, it's grad school, and I did it to myself.
Part of me feels very apprehensive about everything right now. I can't really pin point it, so I am not going to ramble, but I suppose once all my ducks are in a row, things will smooth out.
On a side note, I am really enjoying the new seasons of NCIS, Desperate Housewives, Grey's, and Brothers and Sisters. That's all I have made time for right now.
Need to read. Later.
Mood:
For, well, for as long as I have been reading. Just recently, I read through my undergrad essays from English classes. I never got an A. On any of them. B+ was the best, and much to my dismay, even a couple Cs. I started my Master's Degree this year (January) and for four straight classes, got Bs on my papers. Much better writing, I might add, but still Bs.
The day has come, people. I got my first A. Oh yes, and I knew it was a good paper going in, and thanks to some much needed proofreading from Cori, I turned it in with more confidence than I have in a long time.
To all my past English teachers...I did it!
I guess it took a while for all that constructive criticism to kick in;)
Anyway, literary journal articles aside, I had some crazy-ass dreams!
The parts I remember went like this:
I was in Pennsylvania with some friends and a couple of their kids. One kid falls into a stream at miniature golf course and starts to drown. We call 911 and the dispatcher asks for a code. Huh? Anyway, all of a sudden, right near the stream appears a street sign with two names on it I don't remember. I took a chance and gave them to the dispatcher and what do you know, that was the code.
Then, I turn around and Jennifer Connelly is getting married to some Hare Krishna guy and some other people are getting married at the same time. It's like a scene out of Arabian Nights, or something.
Then, the kid dies and the ambulance comes right after that. Some guy finds me, kisses me and leaves.
All of a sudden, I am in a bathing suit and riding a horse. Yeah. I know.
I come around a large pool deck area on the horse and spot John Edwards and his new running mate, Bradley Whitford (who has an earring, which looks stupid) and they both check me out. I told John Edwards to keep his eyes to himself because his wife is sick, you big sicko.
Brad can look at me all he wants.
They send me to get something for them. I have no idea what it is.
Then, I am in a car going up the steepest hill I have ever seen with my step-cousin, Rachel, and my 6th grade art teacher, Mrs. Terhune. We arrive at what looks like Santa's Village and my seventh grade teacher, Mrs. Neward is there. So are my friends Holly (in her cap and gown) and Jill. Also there are some crazy boys from my class, Jeff, Leland and Daniel. (Jill, Corissa, if you are reading this, I know!!).
I really don't remember anything after that. Holly graduates, and I never see Brad again.
How do you like them apples?
Please people, stop saying, "I could care less." It's wrong. Read why.
