tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post7959451386418694163..comments2024-02-05T00:16:13.698-05:00Comments on Banjo52: Education: Some Modest ProposalsBanjo52http://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-42922374638589037932010-07-18T13:20:49.300-04:002010-07-18T13:20:49.300-04:00I'm developing a taste for Craig Ferguson on l...I'm developing a taste for Craig Ferguson on late night TV. When his audience isn't nice enough, he accuses them of wanting pieces of chicken tossed out to them. To flip that, you'ns are being so nice I think maybe you want me to throw you some chicken. I guess I could've just said thank you. (you'ns is southern Ohio for y'all. I've sometimes envied southerners, who could just say y'all and be done with it).Banjo52https://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-87550773144109837322010-07-16T11:58:48.610-04:002010-07-16T11:58:48.610-04:00Excellent expressions here, Banjomyn. A teacher wh...Excellent expressions here, Banjomyn. A teacher who has passion and NOT a soapbox influences a student for life. <br /><br />The professor who taught me about the Civil War from the view of geography and sociology taught me much much more than the guy who was (in his heart and mind) still fighting the damn war. The professor who spent weeks on Keat - dressing and talking and thinking out loud as Keats - and then moved on to Coleridge (and did the same), taught me so much more than just poetry.<br /><br />A good teacher haunts you for the rest of your life. And, like AH, that is why I come back and back to your posts - they/you are very haunting. In a good way. <br /><br />Just lovely, Banjomyn!Brenda's Arizonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17880225110712592548noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-77757949259366348862010-07-16T08:35:01.702-04:002010-07-16T08:35:01.702-04:00Thanks for enduring the screed, AH--and of course ...Thanks for enduring the screed, AH--and of course for the good words. I hope you're right--I think you are. Of course I had the same kinds of teachers you mention, and it was a combo of the lit and the kind of people they seemed to be that sent me down the path. <br /><br />I actually did get my act together to write a thank-you to THE two who mattered. Hope everybody does that. <br /><br />(And hey, for you and Brenda, at least, that special teacher in undergrad was the only woman in the department--I tend to forget that. But she walked the walk, even though one of her idols was, yawn, Milton. But also Shakespeare).Banjo52https://www.blogger.com/profile/04342397136888422440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883979841111173610.post-49403608702043591572010-07-16T00:09:29.450-04:002010-07-16T00:09:29.450-04:00As a student, it was always obvious which teachers...As a student, it was always obvious which teachers were there because they loved ideas and discovery, meeting and meshing the freshness of our thoughts with the experience and depth of theirs, and which teachers were there because they had failed at the thing they really wanted to do.<br /><br />And because there were so few of the former, I remember them -- the way they looked, what they said; I remember their names. And they are a part of me, and partly responsible for the way I look at poetry, drama, comedy, life.<br /><br />I know into which category you fall. And that's why I like coming to your classroom here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com