Teaching and Learning as a Man
1996; National Council of Teachers of English; Volume: 58; Issue: 2 Linguagem: Inglês
10.2307/378461
ISSN2161-8178
Autores Tópico(s)EFL/ESL Teaching and Learning
ResumoIe was one of the guys. Burly, thick-necked, he sat in the back of the room in a line with several other guys, wearing the school sweatshirts or the purloined green surgical shirts that were the mandatory badges of individuality in that era. He slumped in his seat, watching me through lowered eyelids. Though he did not volunteer much in class, he was not sullen or challenging, as some of them were. He came to conferences and was pleasant and docile, though he never quite met my eyes. His question was always the same: What do you want me to do? He would agree eagerly to any suggestion I made on a draft, and the more specific the better. When he had gotten as thorough a set of marching orders as he could draw from me-and I, young prof, was happy to dispense my gems of wisdom in good detail to those astute enough to ask for them-he departed quickly and with relief. In those days, I required journals from my freshman students. Twice a semester I called them in, and, as the current wisdom of those days went, I did not grade them or even write responses, but merely noted length and wrote a long terminal
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