So the morning section of the experimental poetry course wasn’t working. I know it’s not the course because the afternoon section is amazing. Everybody talks up a storm, and it’s just good.
So I took radical measures and held the morning session at Starbucks. And oh my God. It was great. People who I feared would never talk (in Spanish, obviously) suddenly revealed amazing language skills.
In this course, we have no textbook, no homework, no workbook, no electronic digital blah blah, no quizzes, no tests, no grammar exercises – just poetry. And talking. We will also have several classes on music.
I swear I’ll have them all speaking at an advanced level by the end of the semester. I’m psyched.