In an effort to stay competitive in my job at my local community college, I recently signed up to take a 20 hour course to learn the latest and greatest ANGEL technology which – in theory – is supposed to help me to help my students by allowing me to “web enhance” my class. Some people teach entire classes online and love it. I have not jumped on this bandwagon. In fact, I imagine that is not a wagon I will ever jump onto without kicking and screaming.
I believe part of the educational experience – at every level – involves the relationship between the instructor and the pupil who need to interact with each other in real life, not just via email. I also believe it is necessary for students to learn in a classroom filled with other bodies – bodies that have minds and mouths which can vocalize serious differences of opinions and that it is an important role of the instructor to act as a moderator in some of these interchanges.
I attended the very first 5-hour ANGEL session and left feeling a little pessimistic. The man heading up the session started off with an ice-breaker activity where everyone introduced themselves, explained where they taught, in which department, and how they planned to integrate ANGEL technology into their curriculum. Many people attending the hands-on seminar were strictly online adjunct instructors. They were happy to have jobs and didn’t seem to mind that they had never actually met their students and seemed content to receive the one required digitally uploaded photo. One woman proudly announced she had individual conferences with half of her students via SKYPE right before a major essay was due. There were lots of ooohs and aaahs at this, lots of frenzied note-taking. Math teachers and gym teachers seemed to all really like ANGEL; I’m not sure what that means.
When it was my turn, the instructor pointed at me and asked, “And you? The one in the black turtleneck who is hiding a little?”
“Well,” I admitted, “I’m not planning to go all the way with this new technology. I am merely looking to enhance.”
I looked across the room and saw a few people roll their eyes. I wondered what that was about. And then I had an out of body experience. I realized they saw me as a dinosaur. I suppose at 43 years old, I sort of am. I actually remember loose-leaf paper. It came in two choices: wide-lined and college lined. My 6th grade English teacher didn’t like us to rip out paper from our notebooks; “shredded wheat,” she called it, and she wouldn’t accept assignments written on it. That’s when I discovered my preference for college-lined loose-leaf paper. (This same teacher did not like girls to wear clogs to class and made us line up our shoes at the front of the room and walk in socks to our seats. Our shoes, she insisted, were “too noisy” and “forever falling off feet.” I’m pretty sure she had some major issues, but I digress.) In high school, Mrs. Landfear had us write in those black and white composition notebooks and taught us the traditional five paragraph essay format and citation which has served me well for my entire life.
As an undergraduate student at Hobart and William Smith Colleges, I had a fabulous professor who required his students to read a particular book by a particular author and told us to write an essay on a topic of our own choosing due in one week. There were no email reminders. I would never have dared to call him, and anyway, I would have had to have found a phone-book, a payphone, and a bunch of quarters. If I didn’t know how to do something, like citation, I consulted my pocket manual or style book or I asked a fellow classmate. In other words, I figured it out myself. No one owned a personal computer. Instead, we hauled our books and our butts to writing labs, where dozens of computers loomed silently on long tables. If every computer was taken, you simply had to put your name on a wait list and wait for someone to finish. The room of thirty or so computers was linked to one black and white laser printer designed to handle only text. There was no Internet access because the Internet had not yet been invented.
These days I am repeatedly being told that students “need to be able to access online technology” because they have grown up using it. I have also been told they cannot read entire pages of text, so it is imperative to incorporate funny little pictures into my hand-outs. So far, I have refused to do it.
So what exactly am I hoping to do with this ANGEL technology? I suppose I might use it to provide my students with a page to see my Course Information Sheet, my policies regarding plagiarism, my deadlines; maybe a link to some grammar exercises; perhaps a link to EasyBib.com to help them with the terrifying act of citing their sources properly. To be honest, I’m not 100% sure what I’m going to do with ANGEL. I’m not a big fan of all this cyber-coddling. I will tell you what I will not be doing with ANGEL. I will not be using it as a place where students can have “online discussions” in lieu of real life discussions. And while proponents of the environment may shudder, my students may not send me their essays online in some drop-box so that they can blame technology when I didn’t receive it. I want to see their eyes scan their finished drafts, checking for comma splices and run-on sentences.
Who knows, maybe I’ll use it on the first day of class next fall, you know, as a homework assignment to get them to find my online site. Maybe I’ll have them do some kind of ice breaker activity; there’s no reason everyone should have to suffer through those heinous get-to-know-you activities when you can simply do them online, right?
Sigh. I always liked that part.
When I first read about the increasing trend towards using computers to “enhance” education, I was skeptical– I loved the (largely computer-free) way I learned at Country Day. Then I found out that a good friend of mine from college is doing AMAZING things with the integration of web technology/computers into the classroom experience. His website (www.davidbill.org) has some amazing insight into how today’s students are benefitted by computers/technology– may be worth a visit as you explore the ANGEL program.
Marcail, I will totally check it out. And I’m not totally against it. I’m just hesitant. My son uses computers in his classroom, too. He loves them. That said, he has never learned to write in cursive. It makes me a little sad to think that penmanship is a dying art with texting and email. There are a million cool cursive fonts on computers, though. 😉 I know what you are saying. I think I just can’t visualize how my teaching would improve with the use of ANGEL just yet. Twenty more hours of training to go.
You are not a dinosaur! There are appropriate was to use today’s technology, but when it comes to learning, nothing replaces face-to-face communication.
I think the most recent generation (5 years or so younger than me) that came through middle/highschool with a blossomed internet have been taught that technology is the only way to get anything done. I’ve been working with student groups at LSU that they think that having meeting agendas up on Powerpoint and reminding about events via Facebook is enough, but their participation is way down from past years. I’ve suggested paper agendas so people walk out of meetings with a list of upcoming events in hand and that they make phonecalls to have personal contact with their members, but all I get are rolled eyes at those “old” ways.
I know you made this comment a long time ago, but have you read THE DUMBEST GENERATION? It is amazing and it supports your point of view completely. It’s a great read. I high recommend it. I actually reviewed it, so you could search for the review on here.