It's that time again - the most wonderful time of the year! In all honesty, though, I really do enjoy school. It's the whole 'getting up early and still going to bed late' part that I don't particularly care for. So far I like all of my classes. I have quite a smorgusbord.....orgusbord orgusbord....oh how I hate that movie, but I digress - I have some pretty random classes. 8:30 MWF mornings I have Intro to Animal Science. My teacher, Dr. Gentry, is very country and very bubbly and it's obvious she has passion for the subject. Besides teaching, she studies reproduction in horses and cattle, which can lead to some pretty entertaining stories during her lectures. Even though 8:30 is pretty early for me, I don't thin
k I could ever fall asleep in her class. Then I head on to World History since 1500 at 9:30. Two of my friends from church are in there as well. Our teacher, Dr. Stater, looks just how you would picture any college history professor - glasses, balding, dry sense of humor, and cup of coffee always nearby. I think he could pass for Bill Murray's brother. Anyways I like him so far. At 10:30, I have to rush to the Military Science Building for my marksmanship class. My teacher, SFC Allen, said that he closes the door at 10:40 and we
can knock until our knuckles bleed but he won't let us in. He sounds harsh, but he come on, he's a military man. We haven't started anything yet because he's waiting for people to stop adding and dropping the class, but I'm really looking forward to learning more about guns. Mondays will be lectures and Wednesdays we'll be in the range, using .22 pistols and .22 rifles. Look out Annie Oakley!
TTh I have Intermediate Cajun French at 9 am. I have a different teacher this year, Madame LaFleur, and I have a feeling that I'm going to learn more than I did last year. Earlene was a great teacher but we talked more about the culture and traditions than we practiced our French. Mme LaFleur said the class will be about 98% French, which is kind of intimidating but I know I'll learn more that way. I've spent the last two semesters with most everyone else in the class, so we're all good friends. There are a few newbies, including a girl who did immersion programs in Canada and France - so much for being the teacher's pet this year. The main focus for the class is Cajun folktales and stories, which will be fun.
At 10:30 I head to the ginormous gym auditorium in the Cox Building for History of Jazz. I think it's the biggest classroom on campus, holding about 1000 students. I really like my teacher, Dr. Grimes (pictured to the right). He plays the stand-up bass in a jazz band, has composed arrangements for the Beach Boys, and is conducting the Boston Symphony at Tanglewood this weekend. Pretty impressive, huh? And suprisingly, he's not high-falootin' like so many music professors and musicians can be. My last class is at noon, a history class focusing on WWII. The first day my professor spent about 45 minutes talking about the syllabus (which I had finished reading in 2 minutes) and I was just thinking, "Great, this class is gonna stink!". Fortunately he proved me wrong on Thursday with a very interesting lecture on Hitler's beginnings. Apparently Hitler was born with only one testicle and he kept a small pistol in his crotch, something I don't find historically relevant, but a great attention-grabbing tidbit nonetheless. So yeah, it's definitely going to be an interesting semester. (PS - while searching for pictures in my boredom, I came across a few humorous ones................)
It's that time again - the most wonderful time of the year! In all honesty, though, I really do enjoy school. It's the whole 'getting up early and still going to bed late' part that I don't particularly care for. So far I like all of my classes. I have quite a smorgusbord.....orgusbord orgusbord....oh how I hate that movie, but I digress - I have some pretty random classes. 8:30 MWF mornings I have Intro to Animal Science. My teacher, Dr. Gentry, is very country and very bubbly and it's obvious she has passion for the subject. Besides teaching, she studies reproduction in horses and cattle, which can lead to some pretty entertaining stories during her lectures. Even though 8:30 is pretty early for me, I don't thin
k I could ever fall asleep in her class. Then I head on to World History since 1500 at 9:30. Two of my friends from church are in there as well. Our teacher, Dr. Stater, looks just how you would picture any college history professor - glasses, balding, dry sense of humor, and cup of coffee always nearby. I think he could pass for Bill Murray's brother. Anyways I like him so far. At 10:30, I have to rush to the Military Science Building for my marksmanship class. My teacher, SFC Allen, said that he closes the door at 10:40 and we 
can knock until our knuckles bleed but he won't let us in. He sounds harsh, but he come on, he's a military man. We haven't started anything yet because he's waiting for people to stop adding and dropping the class, but I'm really looking forward to learning more about guns. Mondays will be lectures and Wednesdays we'll be in the range, using .22 pistols and .22 rifles. Look out Annie Oakley!
TTh I have Intermediate Cajun French at 9 am. I have a different teacher this year, Madame LaFleur, and I have a feeling that I'm going to learn more than I did last year. Earlene was a great teacher but we talked more about the culture and traditions than we practiced our French. Mme LaFleur said the class will be about 98% French, which is kind of intimidating but I know I'll learn more that way. I've spent the last two semesters with most everyone else in the class, so we're all good friends. There are a few newbies, including a girl who did immersion programs in Canada and France - so much for being the teacher's pet this year. The main focus for the class is Cajun folktales and stories, which will be fun. 
At 10:30 I head to the ginormous gym auditorium in the Cox Building for History of Jazz. I think it's the biggest classroom on campus, holding about 1000 students. I really like my teacher, Dr. Grimes (pictured to the right). He plays the stand-up bass in a jazz band, has composed arrangements for the Beach Boys, and is conducting the Boston Symphony at Tanglewood this weekend. Pretty impressive, huh? And suprisingly, he's not high-falootin' like so many music professors and musicians can be. My last class is at noon, a history class focusing on WWII. The first day my professor spent about 45 minutes talking about the syllabus (which I had finished reading in 2 minutes) and I was just thinking, "Great, this class is gonna stink!". Fortunately he proved me wrong on Thursday with a very interesting lecture on Hitler's beginnings. Apparently Hitler was born with only one testicle and he kept a small pistol in his crotch, something I don't find historically relevant, but a great attention-grabbing tidbit nonetheless. So yeah, it's definitely going to be an interesting semester. (PS - while searching for pictures in my boredom, I came across a few humorous ones................) 
5 comments:
Sister, you are CRAZY! Loved this post. So hilarious that I laughed so hard that I accidentally spit on my computer screen! Loved the pictures.
that is quite the smorgasbord orgasbord. How can you not like Charlotte's Web?! We are glad you survived the hurricane.
i can't stand charlotte's web! wilbur is so whiny and annoying. "i don't want to die charlotte, i don't wanna die!" blah blah blah he just gets on my ever lovin nerve!
you are so right. Wilbur is totally annoying. I can hear that voice exactly. But I still like the movie.
You couldn't get a more Louisianan schedule than that! Guns, livestock, Cajun french, and jazz -- amazing.
And hey, YOUR brother is a college history professor, so what's with the balding coffee cup stereotype?!
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