Translation: It's not what I think. It's what the author of the book thinks.
I was just working on the last chapter of my French online workbook (the very last chapter I'll ever have to do in French! Suddenly that history minor is looking more and more like a blessing) and guess what the last chapter is about? Social and political problems of today. In French. ... ... ... yip... ... ... ...ee... ... ... ...
The title of the chapter is "Que pensez-vous?", which means "What do you think?", but it's really indoctrinating students into becoming hippies. I suppose that's what I get for studying French. I have no one to blame but myself.
For example: the absolute right answers to the online workbook are things like (in French, obviously, but they'll be in English here) "Protecting animals is our responsibility." "It is necessary to find new sources of energy." "Illegal immigrants play an important role in our society." "Stop pollution." The illustrations are of the French engaging in their national pastime -- protesting -- with signs like "Don't pollute the environment" "We must recycle" "Protect Nature" and on and on. You get my drift. I guess it's fitting that the week we start this chapter is the week of everyone's favorite godless holiday -- Earth Day.
Don't get me wrong, there were things like stopping drugs and domestic violence in the book, but the thing is that most of it was about war and nuclear energy and smoking weeds and braiding your hair (wait, that was my interpretation). On the online workbook, you absolutely have to say the right answers (which are some of the phrases I mentioned earlier) or you get it wrong. There was one part where I could say what I thought was important and necessary and useless (I used protecting the forests on that because... well, it is), but I'm not sure if I said it right.
I'm glad that the instructor doesn't engage in this sort of thought (or if she does, she doesn't let on that she does). It's obvious that some of my classmates do, but I can't say anything because I'm a conservative in college and that is a big, huge, no-no. Especially a conservative English major (Susan Sarandon was just shocked into taking a shower). I and those like me are kept on an extremely short leash in this environment. They don't call them Liberal Arts for nothing. I can't even give my opinion and be taken seriously because everyone I try to "converse" with (argue, debate, whatever) thinks so much differently than I do. That's why I hated having my column on the opinion page of the Statesman and especially next to the girl that I was usually next to. I can't argue very well, even though I know what I know. It's really obnoxious.
I just realized I have a poetry consultation with my professor in fifteen minutes. I'll continue this later.
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
I was just working on the last chapter of my French online workbook (the very last chapter I'll ever have to do in French! Suddenly that history minor is looking more and more like a blessing) and guess what the last chapter is about? Social and political problems of today. In French. ... ... ... yip... ... ... ...ee... ... ... ...
The title of the chapter is "Que pensez-vous?", which means "What do you think?", but it's really indoctrinating students into becoming hippies. I suppose that's what I get for studying French. I have no one to blame but myself.
For example: the absolute right answers to the online workbook are things like (in French, obviously, but they'll be in English here) "Protecting animals is our responsibility." "It is necessary to find new sources of energy." "Illegal immigrants play an important role in our society." "Stop pollution." The illustrations are of the French engaging in their national pastime -- protesting -- with signs like "Don't pollute the environment" "We must recycle" "Protect Nature" and on and on. You get my drift. I guess it's fitting that the week we start this chapter is the week of everyone's favorite godless holiday -- Earth Day.
Don't get me wrong, there were things like stopping drugs and domestic violence in the book, but the thing is that most of it was about war and nuclear energy and smoking weeds and braiding your hair (wait, that was my interpretation). On the online workbook, you absolutely have to say the right answers (which are some of the phrases I mentioned earlier) or you get it wrong. There was one part where I could say what I thought was important and necessary and useless (I used protecting the forests on that because... well, it is), but I'm not sure if I said it right.
I'm glad that the instructor doesn't engage in this sort of thought (or if she does, she doesn't let on that she does). It's obvious that some of my classmates do, but I can't say anything because I'm a conservative in college and that is a big, huge, no-no. Especially a conservative English major (Susan Sarandon was just shocked into taking a shower). I and those like me are kept on an extremely short leash in this environment. They don't call them Liberal Arts for nothing. I can't even give my opinion and be taken seriously because everyone I try to "converse" with (argue, debate, whatever) thinks so much differently than I do. That's why I hated having my column on the opinion page of the Statesman and especially next to the girl that I was usually next to. I can't argue very well, even though I know what I know. It's really obnoxious.
I just realized I have a poetry consultation with my professor in fifteen minutes. I'll continue this later.
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat