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Memorable Teachers/Professors?

Jamshyd

Jamshyd

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I had a prof for Comparative Literature ("Introduction to Literary Theory" and "Modernism"), half-Italian, half-Greek, whose lectures were always very trippy. He introduced me to a couple of very interesting things, such semiotics. For example, "shifter" words (this, that, he, she...etc) which are inherently meaningless without a signifier.

He had a very distinct body-language. He would run his fingers through his hair, cross his arms and stand straight, one hand under chin (I actually inherited that 'tick' from him :D). Funny enough, in neuropharmacology, these symptoms are known as "stereotyped serotonin response" - which would suggest that he's tripping of rolling (but of course, he wasn't). His lectures certainly sounded like it, though!

Also, since my graduation occurred in strange circumstances, I can say that he was instrumental in my ability to graduate.
 
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I think the most memorable was my intro to polisci professor. He was one of the few professors I have had that would initiate an argument in class to get people thinking. (Un)fortunately, I was one of 2 who actually engaged in the arguments, but he really got me to think in a different way about different things.
 
Isn't it sad that most of us will prob. remember 1, maybe 2, professors at the most? Just shows you how many piece of shit people work in Academia.
 
I remember all of my professors, so I had to honestly pick one of my favorites. I also wouldn't consider them pieces of shit. Now maybe where you go to school, it's a different story.
 
Not everyone is a natural-born teacher. A lot of the profs are there for the research - teaching is an extra burden that they must bear... so I guess it is understandable, even if unacceptable...
 
My most memorable are polar opposites.

My economics teacher who was always very interested in actually teaching us things. He would even say stuff like, "economists always want things to be more obscure for job security" all the time.

This computer networking "teacher" I had who wanted to pretend she had the infinite knowledge of the universe and if we were lucky she might share a thing or two with us.

My favorite example of her was this set of data for something relating to subnetting networks. She was like, "Can anyone tell me a formula that will predict this series?" and I said, "You can multiply by 2 and add 1." or something incredibly simple like that.

She INSISTED that I was wrong and we sat there arguing for literally 5 minutes over this retarded formula that meant nothing just because she didn't want anyone to know and because what it said in her "teachers book" was some complicated piece of shit. Finally other people in the class started joining in, "He's right I just checked it, it's right ever time!" then she shut the fuck up and tried to dismiss it as "maybe it's right sometimes but I'll show you the way that works every time."

The exact same thing happened when she wanted everyone to learn converting binary/hex to decimal and she was like, "Does anyone know how to do this already?" and I said I did and went up to the board and she kept giving me numbers to convert.

I felt so bad for everyone else in the class. They were paying to watch me embarrass a fool.
 
I'm in grade 11, last year of high school finally but Ive not yet had a professor.

Had teachers of regular standard and always liked my teachers but id have to say my favorite was Mr.Mckenzie .

He was in his later 60's and had a white beard and white hair completely, he was also British with that kick ass accent.

He was my science teacher and that dude taught us soo much, he was an adventurer and still goes diving and takes underwater pictures of fish, coral reefs, plants etc.

He used to always show us pictures on the projector of his diving experiences all around the world, pictures from 30 years ago.

Would teach us all about the different marine life and he just taught us a lot... He was a great teacher, always calm and relaxed probably cause the kids listened and worked in that class.
 
My most memorable was a comparative literature professor as well. But rather than semiotics, his really passion was theatrics -- each day a kind of absurdly improvised skit using both voluntary and involuntary participation. It was a large class, but eventually my day came. "You," pointing to me, "push me," he yelled. This short old man walked up to me, pointed his belly out, and asked me to knock him over. I pushed. "Harder!" he screamed. I gave him a hard push and he stumbled back. And then this lead to some great elucidation of a character in War and Peace -- which of course I don't remember. When he retired that year, a photo of him lying down in front of a classroom graced the cover of the Seattle Times. Finally, I thought, someone knocked him over! Let's just say I didn't learn a whole lot in that class.

http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/localnews/2003737650_konick07m.html
 
Man, I loved so many of my professors. My absolute favorites though would have to be 1. my English 102 professor and 2. my African Colonization/World Refugee Crisis/Introduction to Slave History/Independent Study professor.

1. He was fairly insane. He did not own a phone and only ate things which he could cook or had its own natural wrapper. Thus, he ate peanuts a lot. He, basically, let us write whatever we want within a very large premise. My last paper for him was entitled "Fuck You" and was very angsty and reflective of my thoughts at the time. Looking back that paper was a total waste but he saw the benefit in growing through writing so I reckon that was his motivation behind allowing it. Anyway, he was one of those professors that I just fell in love with. His soul was kind. He cared about his students. His class was one on life, not writing. Maybe most importantly, he introduced me to Joan Didion. My favorite author. We would run into each other on campus a couple times a year and I would talk Didion with him. One of those professors who truly changed my life.

2. He came from an extremely interesting past. He was so knowledgeable in the World Refugee situation and it helped me discover my passion for the subject. I now hope to make helping the refugee crisis a part of one of my life goals. I could go on and on about how awe-inspiring his work, his teaching, his passion, his intellect, his drive is but I'm sure you can imagine by thinking about the person who impressed you the most with their care. He and I connected (or at least I think so) and left a great impression on my life. ....... Also, I would have totally slept with him. ;)
 
English 101 in college.

She made me look at literature through a new light. She made me look at "art" through a new light as well.

Basically, all entertainment (or art) falls under 2 categories.

1. Mass-produced, formulaic cookie cutter, soulless BS

2. Unique, inspired, well-thought out and original ideas.

It made me really start to appreciate the latter a lot more.
 
I actually liked most of my teachers and professors, so I really can't pinpoint one that stands out.

Although my freshman history teacher was great and I even ended up wrestling the next year, because he was the coach and I had a huge crush on him.

When I was in college I would go back and see him every year when I was on break, I emailed him a couple of years ago, he has since changed schools, but I bet he is still as hot as ever!!!!
 
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