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Monday, November 22, 2010

Online classes might be a joke but...

Memo to all bloggers if any of you are college aged students, oh wait, that basically describes my demographic of three, anyway I encourage you to take online classes. But not just any online classes, you should take online classes that sound like they would be really easy in a classroom, online. Because there is nowhere for the ease to go but down. Exhibit A, my online human exceptionality class. It's fantastic. Basically the class has 4 basic parts. Part 1, "required" reading. Translation, "skim when and if you need it for the assignments" reading. Part 2, "quizzes." Translation, "give your opinion on a question that is vaguely related to the related to the reading, with some sketch quotes and support thrown in." Part 3 "discussions" with your peers. Translation, look at the "quiz" or "answer" that someone gave to a question of another person wise enough to take the online class, and give your opinion, oh and you can support it, if you want. Part 4 "group projects." Translation, "sit back while everyone does the work and still get hailed as the master of the" project. This is my favorite part of the class. I always expect it to be hard, and then its not. I believe the main reason for this is that the other people in my class are stupid. Let me explain. The "group projects" there are two roles, the "scribe" and the "everyone else." Translation the "person who puts together the work that everyone else does with the addition of a few commas," and the "people who do all the work." For some reason people in my groups always chose to be the later, leaving me, the good person that I am, to take on the grueling and challenging role of "scribe." So basically I sit back, don't do the reading, don't do the research, don't do much of anything, and wait for people to give me the information. Then I throw it in a slide show, or a snappy word document, make sure that people you they're instead of there and presto whamo, I get 100 points. It is fantastic. And I don't even have to feel bad because no one else want to do it. Then I'm left with a whole evening that was scheduled for group project work that takes me an hour leaving me to time to focus on my other studies, or watch Psych. In short, online classes might be a joke but as long as they still think we're laughing with them and not at them, I am totally fine with it.

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