Hey Teach!!!
By Barnaby—Friday, May 5 2006gosh whatwith all the excitement and finals and everything it sure is hard to fill those teacher/class surveys out with any kind of insight or perspective on how you might improve things next time you’re faced with another batch of utterly burnt out seniors but I was the one who gave you all a’s. your grading system is bewilderingly inconsistent, and your teaching methods are self-serving, egocentric and less and less entertaining every semester, so I figured i’d treat you like you treat the students that don’t even show up to your class — with begrudging genorosity. how a guy that refuses to even try and get through the sight singing portion of the final, misses more classes than he attends, and bitches regarding the application of your drills anytime he does show up to class ends up with the same letter grade as I, who have struggled to keep from spitting in your face for three straight years of at least steady work and notable improvement is of no concern, because I’m an adult, I did not receive a grade which will prohibit me from moving on into grad. school out of, say, sheer escapism, and i’m sure at some point you sat that kid down and at the very least made a miserably hungover morning of his a whole lot worse. fair is fair. and to continue on the “what I should’ve saids” of teacher evaluations, which you’re so concerned that we burnt out seniors take seriously, I have to say that I appreciate the struggle you’re faced with, keeping up the disciplinary element of academic music instruction, in a “contemporary music program,” which provides nearly endless loop-holes for those students who are really just letting their mommies and daddies pay for an extended camp experience. so there you have my, “what I liked about this class” comment.
on the negative side, you should know that as far as I’m concerned, there is never any place for sneering conceit in teaching; and no matter how deeply rooted is the tradition of talking down to students mechanically, treating original ideas which hadn’t occured to you the teacher with contempt, habitually, and lacing nearly every compliment you hand out with some sort of venomous disclaimer, your continuing in this tradition makes you a complete fucking asshole in my book.
I guess based on your grading curve, that puts you at a couple points below my usual grade in your class: B-.