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Jellybrained
Sunday, June 26th, 2005 11:38 pmFirst of all, belated hugs and strength to Sil and Greg.
My thoughts are with you both. :(
Nothing new here.
I am not used to learning anymore. Especially not to stupid learning by heart. Pattern practice, grammar-translation method, Krashen and his comprehensible input, structuralism and its effect on literature didactics... The tradition of language classes in Hamburg... 1870, 1964, 1975... all join the jumble of the history of didactics in my head. Horrible. Why don't we learn how we ought to organise a lesson? How teaching ought to work? Maybe we do, ex negativo. All we've learnt are the ways of *not* doing it.
I'm so fed up with this nonsense.
I want to be a jellyfish when I'm grown up. Then I'll look like a UFO without brains.
Thank god its Monday tomorrow. I have come to hate weekends lately - spent alone, learning. Everybody is busy and hence deserting me. Crocky, who has as much to do as I have, my best friend Marei, who has gone to bed and left me on ICQ, my cat, who is hungry, my family, they're also in bed - even my crown has left me last Tuesday.
But now it has been glued to the remaining stump of my tooth and we are united for ever. Hopefully. Thanks to the braces I had to wear on my teeth for a few years nearly all teeth have suffered. Even my incisors, as it seems. I love dentists and orthodontists.
I have found out that if you have to see the dentist every week due to troubles with the insurance and their inability to get things ready or fasten things properly, you lose all fear of them.
Oh, on a happier note: yesterday Marc and I have gone to visit our Professor for Middle High German at home with half the seminar. We had a great time translating the "Poor Heinrich", talking about language, structure and medieval traditions.
And the greatest thing which happened lately:
Crocky's an my tenancy agreement has arrived and duly has been signed, so now we are officially tenants of a flat in Scotland!!
September seems so close so suddenly...
Bed.
I wish Crocky was here. I feel like half a Euglena without her, about as useful, intelligent, good.
My thoughts are with you both. :(
Nothing new here.
I am not used to learning anymore. Especially not to stupid learning by heart. Pattern practice, grammar-translation method, Krashen and his comprehensible input, structuralism and its effect on literature didactics... The tradition of language classes in Hamburg... 1870, 1964, 1975... all join the jumble of the history of didactics in my head. Horrible. Why don't we learn how we ought to organise a lesson? How teaching ought to work? Maybe we do, ex negativo. All we've learnt are the ways of *not* doing it.
I'm so fed up with this nonsense.
I want to be a jellyfish when I'm grown up. Then I'll look like a UFO without brains.
Thank god its Monday tomorrow. I have come to hate weekends lately - spent alone, learning. Everybody is busy and hence deserting me. Crocky, who has as much to do as I have, my best friend Marei, who has gone to bed and left me on ICQ, my cat, who is hungry, my family, they're also in bed - even my crown has left me last Tuesday.
But now it has been glued to the remaining stump of my tooth and we are united for ever. Hopefully. Thanks to the braces I had to wear on my teeth for a few years nearly all teeth have suffered. Even my incisors, as it seems. I love dentists and orthodontists.
I have found out that if you have to see the dentist every week due to troubles with the insurance and their inability to get things ready or fasten things properly, you lose all fear of them.
Oh, on a happier note: yesterday Marc and I have gone to visit our Professor for Middle High German at home with half the seminar. We had a great time translating the "Poor Heinrich", talking about language, structure and medieval traditions.
And the greatest thing which happened lately:
Crocky's an my tenancy agreement has arrived and duly has been signed, so now we are officially tenants of a flat in Scotland!!
September seems so close so suddenly...
Bed.
I wish Crocky was here. I feel like half a Euglena without her, about as useful, intelligent, good.
