In order to finish my Master’s degree in education, I need to write a research paper on a topic in my field and complete one more elective course. I’m saving the paper for this summer, when I have more time to write, but the elective begins this week. According to the course catalogue, the class is called Understanding Theories of Cognition for Instruction.
I bet it’s a bunch of stuff about different cognitive styles and adapting your classroom to suit students with different needs. Boring. I bet we don’t even get to watch movies.
I heard that the students call this teacher Old Man Cooper, because he’s all old and saggy. What an idiot. Who cares about this stuff anyway? It’s, like, how am I supposed to write four pages on my cognitive style? Everything is so dumb.
Did you hear what Stacy said about you? She said that you’re fat and your clothes are dumpy and that the only reason you made out with Brice is because you’re desperate. Also, she said you’re a racist.
Grad school sucks.