What it Feels Like to Be the Struggling Student. I don’t Like It.

We dissected the seven pages of the Middlemarch Finale this evening for three hours and fifteen minutes. I scribble the questions posed by my instructor in my notebook. Without this strategy, his questions evaporate into thin air. It’s a moment only before a classmate boldly takes a stab. Listening carefully to other responses will bring … Continue reading What it Feels Like to Be the Struggling Student. I don’t Like It.