I like dialogue, I encourage dialogue. I love it when students respond to, question, challenge things I say.
tonight, my rock history class was full drugs and "freedom lovin hippies". the documentaries included the dead, CSN, richie havens, the byrds, etc. from them psych-o-delic years.
at one point, someone wondered why, after all these years, had pot not been legalized. we discussed political enertia and the cyclic quality of history. how what's legal now can become the crime du jour next week and vice versa.
on a broader scale, as an example, I said it wouldnt surprise me if abortion was aborted if we stay the course.
then, after class, a student comes back to talk to me, saying she thinks I should be more balanced in my political views because I'm the professor and "these kids" are so impressionable.
over the next few minutes she shelves herself, saying she's pro-life, ultra-conservative by nature. I thought at any moment she might say, "I proudly stand before you, a dittohead and rush wouldnt appreciate some of the things you said in class. oreilly would surely tell you to 'shut up.' it's very important for me to tell you this, though I'm not exactly sure why."
she's my student so, naturally, I apologize for making her uncomfortable, I never want her to feel like I'm trying to propagandize her, I'm always open to her opinion and I am so proud she followed her heart and came to talk to me.
but, as far as being a neutral class teacher who does nothing but state facts and intro video tapes...this is a social history class and all my facts, thoughts and opinions are on the table. I crave their responses. bring it on. let's roll.
since all but one of that class is on record as voting for bush, who knows how many others felt the same way as she?
maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to use this encounter to nudge the class toward more meaningful discussions.
wouldnt That be refreshing in these deaf days of barking fear.