![]() ![]() To a very large degree, higher education works by bringing students together on campus with one another, forming a community of them, and placing them in face-to-face contact with the faculty, preferably in groups small enough for a genuine conversation to take place. Otherwise, I'd probably stillīe back in first grade with Dick, Jane and Spot.To discover more excellent reads and cinema selections, don’t miss our Isolation Bookshelf collection.Īs we prepare for what promises to be a difficult academic year, my thoughts turn to the challenge of keeping liberal education truly liberal in the Age of Zoom. It's a good thing I haven't let the subconscious make anyīig decisions for me over the years. Missing one class, I'd have gone to the dean or somebody and gottenĪ list of all the courses I was attending, complete with the hours, days SoĪpparently, it never occurred to the guys who run my subconscious Nor do I ever remember having any trouble whatsoever findingĪ single classroom or anything else I needed when I was there. Years, and my marks, though certainly not distinguished, got me a Mind was doing just fine in those college days. May ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston, he's the man Which was busy racing in circles like Charley on the MTA ("Did heĮver return? No, he never returned, and his fate is still unlearned, he They probably would have concluded that the stress I wasįeeling from my studies was being forced into my subconscious mind, Had I studied psychology, I might have learned way back then whatįreud, Jung, Adler and company would make of my frenzied chases around Hovering somewhere between nil and zilch. Questions will be based? My chances of getting credit for the course are When I have yet to hear word one about the subject on which the bluebook Of the last meetings of the class for the semester, and that final examsĪre scheduled in a matter of a few days. I have a notion - based on what I have no idea - that this is one Seen there before by students or teacher. I want to enter, but amĮmbarrassed to realize that not only am I late but I've never been ![]() Me nothing about the subject under discussion. I pauseĪt the doors of several rooms, but the droning voice I hear inside tells Nightmare campus is the size of Texas, and fenced in everywhere. Unlike my real campus, which was small, open and compact, my I start running across the campus, hoping to find somebody -Īnybody - who has heard of the instructor and where he might be found.Īdding to my confusion, the classroom buildings and halls all look Never been informed of the room number, or even the name of theīuilding. ![]() Tells me it has been in session already for 10 to 15 minutes. These nocturnal reruns are all strikingly identical. Even if by some remarkable happenstance my life were somehow I may have graduated that day in the usual sense, but it has becomeĪbundantly clear to me now that I am never going to graduate from theĭream. Struggled with the need to find the classroom where one of my courses isīeing conducted - by a professor I've never laid eyes on, holdingįorth on a subject completely alien to me? A hundred? Ten times that, How many nights in the threescore and five years since have I Provide me a lifetime of my wildest dreams. Never in my wildest dreams did I think in 1949 that it would ![]() Like an eternity ago, I thought I was done with academia forever. When I walked off a college campus clutching a degree, and it seems
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