Tuesday was the first day of classes for the spring semester. This year, I have these eight classes:
Religion: Born in the USA
Race and Ethnicity in Journalism II
Journalism Internship or Special Project
The Mystery Novel
The Methodology of Writing the BA/MA Cultural Studies Thesis
Blogging and Websites: 21st Century Journalism
Introduction to Creative Writing
Corp-ocracy – The Corporations of Destruction
Truth be told, I should have a ninth class, but we are fortunate enough to have a Fulbright scholar this year, who is teaching one course under my name. She has the Ethics in Journalism class, giving me a smidgen of a break.
Besides having my regular gang of the journalism specialization students, I accepted some of the Erasmus students as well. With all of the writing required for these classes, it is a no-brainer that I am on the computer so many hours a day. All work is turned in on the computer, plus for four of the classes, each student has to blog weekly in addition to the written assignments and essays due. These are all read and corrected on the computer.
My massage therapist is trying to develop some type of exercise machine that can be placed under the computer so I can multitask. He frets over the hours of sitting that I do. It will be interesting to see what he comes up with. He is pretty tenacious.
So far, I have not wanted to harm anyone seriously, though there are those who could use a near serious beating. The person who initiated our new registration system should be first on the list. Not only doesn’t it work, but the entire e-learning module is missing. Some professors who teach their entire course online are stuck. For myself, I give all my tests online, so no testing until we have it. They closed the copy center on campus, so if I had any inclination to give printed tests, I would have to have them copied elsewhere and pay out of my pocket. Forget that!