Yes, well no, but yes, I miss high school

Oh goodness...only one more day and a night until Spring Break. Last night, as I lay in bed trying to sleep as Matt Rocchio yelled in the hallway, I reflected on my classes this semester (I took my last midterm today).

Here are the general outlines of my classes:

Read. Go to class. Have the professor tell you what your supposed to understand. Professor asks for some discussion. I write down what's on the slides (and usually online shop/check facebook/ send emails/ read NYT.com) and then I leave class and go to my next one.

Does that sound like a good way to learn? Um, no

I miss the discussions, the interpretations, and the experientials of high school. The projects, essays, and write-ups made me think. Going to an event, taking notes on it, and writing a report requires little brain activity (Journalism 1100 assignment).

Am I saying I miss high school? Well, I certainly miss the way I learned. My brain was much more stimulated.

I must give credit to my Honors Class last semester though, which was great and stimulated my mind. It was a lot like my high school AP classes, and my professor created unusual assignments (which I love). John Estes=amazing.

So why am I paying so much money to learn this way? I am still not sure. I am also not sure why college is still constructed this way. Having professors talk at me is not super engaging or causes deep thinking.

So, this is what I've been contemplating the past day. I can't wait until I get to upper level classes and out of this prerequisite nightmare.