Shadow Syllabus

For all my teacher peeps and brave students out there – read this brilliant reflection on teaching and being a student. I am definitely going to add this to my syllabi.

Sonya Huber

  1. IMG_3738I’ll tell you exactly how to get an A, but you’ll have a hard time hearing me.
  2. I could hardly hear my own professors when I was in college over the din and roar of my own fear.
  3. Those who aim for A’s don’t get as many A’s as those who abandon the quest for A’s and seek knowledge or at least curiosity.
  4. I had bookmarked a citation for that fact, and now I can’t find it anywhere.
  5. The only way to seek knowledge is to open your hands and let your opinions drop, but that requires even more fear.
  6. The goals and outcomes I am required to put on my syllabus make me depressed; they are the illusion of controlling what cannot be controlled.
  7. I end up changing everything halfway through the semester anyway because the plan on paper is never what the living class ends up being about.

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Salon Article – Doxxing Internt Babes: “She Wanted It”

“Doxxing is the Internet’s ultimate form of slut-shaming – and, as this latest case shows, it doesn’t just happen to women who have taken a naked photo of themselves. All it requires is being a woman on the Internet. Whether it’s the outing of an unwitting Olympic volunteer or the doxxing of a woman who dares to anonymously volunteer herself as masturbation material, there is a common theme here and it’s a sense of sexual entitlement. It’s the belief — conscious or not — that women’s bodies, their identities, do not belong to them. It’s the double-edged sword of sexual desirability: You become more of a woman — but less of a human.”

Read the full article via: http://www.salon.com/2014/02/23/doxxing_internet_babes_she_wanted_it/

Maryland woman urges state lawmakers to outlaw ‘revenge porn’

Maryland woman urges state lawmakers to outlaw ‘revenge porn’

read the article here: http://www.washingtonpost.com/local/md-politics/maryland-woman-urges-state-lawmakers-to-outlaw-revenge-porn/2014/01/29/3e4144ee-88e9-11e3-833c-33098f9e5267_story.html

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In memory of Frank Chiarini
7/25/33 – 12/13/12

When I was a little girl,
I would stand on my father’s feet;
he would dance me around the kitchen and sing,
We all live in a yellow submarine.

When my brother was a little boy,
we would all go swimming together.
John would jump into the deep water
from the top of my father’s shoulders.
John would jump into the water over and over.
My father would catch him again and again.

When my mother least expected it,
my father would sneak up behind her
and wrap her in a tight bear hug.
Someone took a picture of the embrace;
the photo hung on the wall of our house
for many years.

These are the memories we cling to
as we navigate this new world without
Our Frank. Our daddy. Our papa.
Some memories will make us laugh,
others will make us cry
but all will do the job of
keeping him alive.

It doesn’t get easier: It gets different.

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