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Monday, April 27, 2009

You Kids Get Off My Lawn!

Being an educator in a class is hard, and this time I officially feel old. I got into my Drupal class today, which is awesome. But the instructors are seated at the front of the room, invisible save for the top of their foreheads, and all I can think is, "Dude, brush your hair!" The primary instructor has a wicked case of shaggy, unkempt bedhead. He's clearly too hip to bother brushing his hair in the morning, but just because you're the content expert doesn't mean we don't have to build a trust relationship with you. The I can't be bothered to iron a shirt, but still wear one that needs it, can't be bothered to cut my hair, even though it looks like a shaggy grow out from a previously trimmed cut, can't even be bothered to brush my hair before presenting to a group, plus five o'clock shadow, makes me feel like this event just isn't a priority for you. Your look presents a message. Make it intentional instead of accidental. The co-instructor is probably very well informed, but inaudible beyond the first row. Being a teacher and knowing a subject are too often such disconnected things. Just because you know it doesn't mean you can teach it. Spend a little time focusing on learning a bit about instruction and instructional design before trying to teach, pretty please. Sure, if you do that, you'll probably put me out of a job someday, but as evidenced by today's event, I don't see that happening any time too soon.

And yeah, these kids today with their long hair and their mumbling. Why back in my day... Sigh.


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