This was the Honor's Program - Speech 101 class. The first thing he said on the 1st day of class was "All right you bunch of uppity white assholes, shut up and listen."
Mind you, we all stopped talking when he came into the room, but I guess he wanted to set the tone right off the bat.
I thought it a rather unfair generalization, as of the 18 of us in the class, only 16 of us were white. I'd say only about 1/2 of us were uppity assholes.*
That was a helluva class, this was the 2ne semester ( Shippensburg operated on a Spring/Fall semester of 3.5 months, with 3 short, intense summer semesters ). We found out that the new person in the class was actually a member of the Honor's Program since the fall, but she never took any of the other HP classes ( history, comp, or the 3 electives offered each semester ) but she did grow up next door to the prof, and had been babysat by him since around the time she was born. There was rather pointed grousing about that, funny enough, she only got a B. He graded everyone pretty easily though, as long as you didn't get on his bad side. Which I did. ( as did my friend Courtney ). Among his other darling traits, he used to run his fingernails on the black board because he knew it bothered me. While the C did irritate me, I have to admit over the years correcting students who were talking to him was minor pleasure "Dr. Woodyard..." "Excuse me, he's actually Professor Woodyard, he doesn't have a doctorate."**
*I include myself in there.** ** For example. I wasn't so good at keeping my mouth shut, but I have gotten better.*** *** Recently. See also: "Why was biomekanic the one person in his 500 level seminar class to get a D? Is this because he disagreed with the prof running the class and everyone sided with him?" These are the things I learned in college.
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Date: 2008-04-21 09:24 pm (UTC)Yeah, he called me a cracker.
This was the Honor's Program - Speech 101 class. The first thing he said on the 1st day of class was "All right you bunch of uppity white assholes, shut up and listen."
Mind you, we all stopped talking when he came into the room, but I guess he wanted to set the tone right off the bat.
I thought it a rather unfair generalization, as of the 18 of us in the class, only 16 of us were white. I'd say only about 1/2 of us were uppity assholes.*
That was a helluva class, this was the 2ne semester ( Shippensburg operated on a Spring/Fall semester of 3.5 months, with 3 short, intense summer semesters ). We found out that the new person in the class was actually a member of the Honor's Program since the fall, but she never took any of the other HP classes ( history, comp, or the 3 electives offered each semester ) but she did grow up next door to the prof, and had been babysat by him since around the time she was born.
There was rather pointed grousing about that, funny enough, she only got a B. He graded everyone pretty easily though, as long as you didn't get on his bad side.
Which I did. ( as did my friend Courtney ).
Among his other darling traits, he used to run his fingernails on the black board because he knew it bothered me.
While the C did irritate me, I have to admit over the years correcting students who were talking to him was minor pleasure "Dr. Woodyard..."
"Excuse me, he's actually Professor Woodyard, he doesn't have a doctorate."**
*I include myself in there.**
** For example. I wasn't so good at keeping my mouth shut, but I have gotten better.***
*** Recently. See also: "Why was biomekanic the one person in his 500 level seminar class to get a D? Is this because he disagreed with the prof running the class and everyone sided with him?" These are the things I learned in college.