Doctor Rex

Today while I was shaving, I was thinking about how I want to become a professor. Earlier in the day I was discussing with my dad the various types of teachers and how many are terrible and few are incredible.

I want to be an incredible professor.

From my research (being a student), I have gathered a few points that will help me to focus on key issues in my career. Here are a few:

- Don't just transfer knowledge. Anyone can read a book, but not everyone can feel a passion for a subject they never knew they could love. Make the students feel your love for the subject.

- Don't teach something you don't know. If you aren't sure, say so. There's nothing worse than a teacher who thinks he knows everything and is unwilling to admit mistakes.

- Rely on class participation and discussion to further the learning process. I remember so little of what I learned from class because I never had to apply the knowledge or repeat it to anyone else.

- Follow your own rules. If you say no chewing gum, that means you too. If the dress code is enforced for students where you work, follow it yourself. Students respect teachers that adhere to the same guidelines.

- Don't make someone feel stupid for not knowing something. Help them find a desire to learn and use positive reenforcement (grades) to make them see improvement.

and finally,

- Give A's and 100%'s. Nobody likes a class where "nobody gets an A."

If there are any more things you've taken from your educational experience, share them with me. These are all from my schooling, so if you wonder why I wrote a point, ask me. I'd love to tell you.

Like Molasses

"Like Molasses" is how I describe my emotional reaction time to momentous occasions.

For example, when I was about to enter the MTC and not see my family again for 2 years, I basically rushed off as they all cried their little eyes out. And to be honest the emotions didn't catch up with me as harshly as with other elders, but eventually I felt the strain of missing my family and my country and good food.

I have lived through several life-altering events that would normally induce tears, but in me registered nothing for days or even months.

Am I a zombie?

I don't think so. As far as I know, I don't eat brain.

There's something inside of me that dearly wants to know why I am so emotionally unaffected by things for long periods of time. I would love an explanation. From someone else. Introspection just isn't cutting it.

I'm getting married this Saturday and I think despite my mocking his attitude, I have a bit of whatever my friend Tyler is suffering from. He's getting married soon too and said, "I don't really think my life will change all that much."

Look, I know my life is going to change dramatically (for the better, definitely) but shouldn't I be way more nervous or scared or at least preoccupied? Maybe I get it from my mom. She's not a big worrier.

Anyway, I'm not saying this is a curse. I kind of like not being nervous about big life changes. I can't wait to be Molly's husband and to move into our new apartment and meet the challenges of life together. It just makes me feel like the whole weight of the thing has not hit me. As though there's a giant dumbbell about to fall on me when it's already fallen on everyone else.

I'll let you know when it hits. For now it's all picnics and roses : )

Dedicated to You

This is the second post I've made in frustration regarding the stupid people who leave comments in Chinese on my blog.

WHY ARE YOU TORMENTING ME?!?!

LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

If you see one of those comments, don't click on it. It's a link to bad sites. I can't figure out why Asian sites would spam my blog. Does my blog suck that badly? Seriously? I guess I'll have to take Molly's suggestion and turn the blog private so they can't comment. It's getting to me.

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