A student, at the start of a close-reading exercise on some 'modern' (ha) literature: "That's really sexist language. And it was probably sexist even in 1995."
Objectively, I already knew that most of my students were born somewhere around 1986. Objectively. But nothing will bring it home to you more speedily than realising that while for you, 1995 meant writing Bon Jovi lyrics in the back of your geography book and quoting Clueless beyond the point of human endurance, for your students, 1995 is another country and they do things differently there.
(Although, we did buy Robson and Jerome singles of our own free will. Maybe it was another world after all.)
Academic
- 11D
- A Ianqui in the Village
- Academic Cog
- Academic Librarian
- Acephalous
- always listen to your pig-puppet
- Center of Gravitas
- Confessions of a Community College Dean
- Diary of a Dandelion Diva
- Early Modern Life is Rubbish
- Falling Leaves
- Feminist Avatar
- Is there no sin in it?
- it's probably me
- Lecturer Notes
- Literature Compass
- Minor Revisions
- New Kid on the Hallway
- Not of General Interest
- Professing Mama
- Prone to Laughter
- Reassigned Time
- scatterplot
- Slaves of Academe
- Tenured Radical
- The Adventures of Notorious Ph.D., Girl Scholar
- The Doctor Isn't
- The Salt-Box
- The Valve
- What Now?
- What the hell is wrong with you?
Rest of the world
About Me
- September Blue
- Arts postdoc with a new job, a new city, and a lot of very old books.
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I knew I was old when I caught myself saying things like, "Oh my, I can't believe it's April already! It seems like Christmas was just a few weeks ago!" and other such time-related twaddle.
And I've been doing that for years.