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Aug. 28th, 2013 08:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdogI finished up with the SI instructional sessions today. Tomorrow I'll be meeting with the two anthro professors to talk in more detail about their courses and plans. I have syllabi from both of them and will use that to plan out what I'm doing too. Part of the SI position involves creating a weekly lesson plan and mailing it to the program coordinator. This is all pretty new to me and I'm a bit intimidated. Adding a little complexity is the fact that though the two professors are teaching the same course, they are using different textbooks. I talked with talked with one of them (who is also my advisor) a bit about that at lunch. (There was complementary pizza while a number of professors involved in the program visited.) She feels that concepts are more important than the text, and that the two sections are going to stress the same concepts, so it should be manageable. For my part, I'm certainly going to be working closely with both professors to try to ensure my sessions are beneficial for both sets of students.
I also talked to a professor who coordinates a mostly-yearly trip over Spring break to Chiapas, Mexico to work with the Zapatistas. The Zapatistas are a once-militant native separatist group in southern Mexico. She and a group of students fly down to the area and stay with them for a week or so. The goal is both to assist in some projects for the people there, and to simply be exposed to a way of living very foreign to our experience. I was trying to arrange financial aid and a study abroad grant for this trip last year, but there were problems with the financial aid office due to it being near the end of the calendar year. This time I'm going to start getting stuff together early. I really want to do this trip! I need to start working harder at Rosetta Stone Spanish. It's really too bad (For me anyway!) that my brother didn't take the introductory Spanish course this semester.
And beyond that, I chatted a bit with a history professor who I took a course from in the Spring and who I have a course with in the Fall. It was neat to see a few people I knew. Though I wasn't sure about who they were from sight, it was a small enough group that it was pretty easy to figure out from context and having listened to other people talk about which professors they'd be working with.
I drove to school this morning so that I could take my brother with. He spend the day getting some bureaucratic details straightened out while I was in the SI session. Afterward, I met up with him and we walked back toward my car. Along the entire way, I kept meeting people I knew and introducing him to them. After bumping into the archivist, the library director, one of the IT staff, and a local researcher who's a co-author of an in-progress book on theatres in Kenosha, I commented on how neat it is to keep seeing people I know and want to talk to. It's a whole different world from ten years ago at Parkside. My brother commented that it was kind of like walking around somewhere with our dad, who seems to know tons of people too. It made me think of a talk with my dad years ago wherein he said that, while he understood my brothers, he felt bad, as though he was failing me in some way, because he felt like I was different and he couldn't understand me. Tim saying that he watched me talk with people and was reminded of my dad made me feel really good, and I passed that observation to him when I got home and saw him.
Dog-blur - Pic-a-day 28 August 2013
Copyright Stormdog 2013
That's me with Wonka, the household dog. Since I wanted a photo with him, he decided that it was time to dash wildly around the yard as though chased by angry hornets.
I also talked to a professor who coordinates a mostly-yearly trip over Spring break to Chiapas, Mexico to work with the Zapatistas. The Zapatistas are a once-militant native separatist group in southern Mexico. She and a group of students fly down to the area and stay with them for a week or so. The goal is both to assist in some projects for the people there, and to simply be exposed to a way of living very foreign to our experience. I was trying to arrange financial aid and a study abroad grant for this trip last year, but there were problems with the financial aid office due to it being near the end of the calendar year. This time I'm going to start getting stuff together early. I really want to do this trip! I need to start working harder at Rosetta Stone Spanish. It's really too bad (For me anyway!) that my brother didn't take the introductory Spanish course this semester.
And beyond that, I chatted a bit with a history professor who I took a course from in the Spring and who I have a course with in the Fall. It was neat to see a few people I knew. Though I wasn't sure about who they were from sight, it was a small enough group that it was pretty easy to figure out from context and having listened to other people talk about which professors they'd be working with.
I drove to school this morning so that I could take my brother with. He spend the day getting some bureaucratic details straightened out while I was in the SI session. Afterward, I met up with him and we walked back toward my car. Along the entire way, I kept meeting people I knew and introducing him to them. After bumping into the archivist, the library director, one of the IT staff, and a local researcher who's a co-author of an in-progress book on theatres in Kenosha, I commented on how neat it is to keep seeing people I know and want to talk to. It's a whole different world from ten years ago at Parkside. My brother commented that it was kind of like walking around somewhere with our dad, who seems to know tons of people too. It made me think of a talk with my dad years ago wherein he said that, while he understood my brothers, he felt bad, as though he was failing me in some way, because he felt like I was different and he couldn't understand me. Tim saying that he watched me talk with people and was reminded of my dad made me feel really good, and I passed that observation to him when I got home and saw him.
Dog-blur - Pic-a-day 28 August 2013
Copyright Stormdog 2013
That's me with Wonka, the household dog. Since I wanted a photo with him, he decided that it was time to dash wildly around the yard as though chased by angry hornets.
