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  • Classroom Gaffes

    By Oronte January 27, 2010 7:24 pm

    When explaining how to prepare adequately for creative writing workshops, I ask new classes to take their peers’ work home and read it more than once, to make generous line annotations, and to write one-page letters on the back for more global concerns. All this is prelude to the verbal discussions that will take place when we reconvene for workshop.

    I remind them that most good writing is supported by detail, so when they make critical assertions they should back them up with evidence from the texts themselves. Then I do a little patter on what I call the poles of critical commentary.

    The North Pole of student comments goes like this: Dear Peer, this story is great. I’ve never read such a great story, and it’s going to get you an A in this class. In fact, when you walked in on the first day of class with your hat turned backward, I thought you were a published author and knew I could spend the rest of my life basking in the glow of your work because it’s so really very great. I love you.

    The South Pole of commentary is no more helpful: Dear Peer, your story sucks. Never in all the sucking world has a story sucked as bad as this one sucks….

    Both poles are sterile. Obviously, what you want instead is commentary from the fecund tropical zone of criticism, lush with insight and details, equatorial in its balance. I do my best to help students find their way there.

    But yesterday I started the South Pole thing and heard myself saying, “…never in my life have I sucked anything that was so….”

    I froze, reminded instantly of a faux pas I committed once in a lit class several years ago. I’d meant to say, about a murder in a film version of Frankenstein, “The guy whacked him.” But I got confused with the phrase “bumped him off,” and what I said aloud was, “And then the guy whacked him off.” The classroom erupted in a riot. I managed to regain control, if not my dignity, after I laughed and said that was another thing entirely.

    But it does raise the question of what a teacher might say or do unthinkingly in the classroom from which there would be no recovery. My acquaintance Crazy Larry says: audible fart. You?

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Comments on Classroom Gaffes

  • Posted by KD on January 28, 2010 at 5:30am EST
  • While trying to show students a relevant video on the youtube in class today, accidentally entered the url "outube.com," a seemingly innocent typo which turns out to yield a porn website projected onto the screen in front of the entire class.

    I also recited the Milton line "and thou, profoundest hell, receive thy new possessor" as "and thou, profoundest hell, receive thy new professor."

  • insert foot, Et cetera
  • Posted by Gary Bachman , Associate Professor on January 28, 2010 at 9:30am EST
  • Just Tuesday, in a senior course, I was explaining the value and function of exPOSITORY writing in professional work. And as a class we began exploring the importance of developing and sharing our SUPpositions: new ideas and new thories.

    (Quit smiling already, this is MY story!) I'm sure this process has long existed as a matter of linguistic evolution: distinctly seperate concepts are digested to emerge effortlessly (and mindlessly) in an already familiar term (with perhaps paradoxical meaning.): It was thus that I innocently and enthusiastically found myself praising the value of suppository writing.

    Suddenly everyone was suddenly smiling as I recognized a common truth, sometimes we are just full of it. Smooth move huh?.

    (One of the brighter and more daring students later dropped by my office to question whether wax paper would damage the printer.)

  • My own gaffe...
  • Posted by Professor long ago on January 28, 2010 at 11:00am EST
  • Almost as if it were yesterday (instead of over 30 years ago), I remember teaching a Psych of Women class. I was in my first position and had not (yet) finished my dissertation.

    Freudian theories were more current then, and I was doing the obligatory turn past Freud's notions about women; however, I said "thesis envy" instead of the more traditional reference to male anatomy found in Freud's ideas.

    What could I do? When the laughter (including my own) subsided, I simply said "QED" and moved on...

  • here's another one
  • Posted by kathe on January 29, 2010 at 8:15am EST
  • I was talking about Herbert Spencer's theory, in particular the difference between an organism, such as one human being, and the super-organism, or society. This was basically the theme for the entire 75 minutes. About halfway through, I messed up and said "orgasm" instead of "organism." The startled looks quickly were replaced by hysterical laughter. We had trouble pulling it together as a group, but it really bonded the class and I.

    But I have had a fear of teaching about Spencer ever since. Thanks for reminding me -- it's Tuesday's lecture! Dang.

  • Posted by noah gorz on February 10, 2010 at 5:00am EST
  • Audible fart is good. Unwitting, although no less audible, racial slur is even better.