Posted by
Way2Frank on Saturday, October 13, 2007 10:43:58 AM
Old
movies depict the con man of the 1800's as a traveling medicine man
with a miracle cure for all that ails you. He takes your money, gives
you the worthless goods and is long gone to the next town before you
realize you’ve been duped.
The
phony doctor left town while he could because he knew if he stayed
too long, people would become wise to his fraudulent behavior and
they’d run him out of town at the least... and maybe worse. A
century later we find the phony doctor of today not only never leaves
town, but he also gets tenure - the right to stay and con citizens
forever.
The
con men are not just the teachers, but rather the administrators
hell-bent on putting bulleted lists on their resume. Enrollment needs
to increase. Everyone needs college. The door is open. We take the
tired poor, the wretched refuse, which in today’s climate is
celebrated for its diversity. Preparation is not a prerequisite.
We’ll take your money and offer you elementary-level instruction
until you are smart enough to take our college level courses.
In
short, we are the Wizard of Oz. We do not give the scarecrow a brain.
We give him a degree and he’s so proud of the degree he feels
smarter... but feeling smarter is not the same as being smarter.
What
passes for college-level is shocking. High school algebra can earn
you college credit. Balancing a checkbook is an integral part of a
college level business math course. The problem is the definition of
college-level. As one former community college vice president told me
“by definition, if we teach it, then it’s college level.”
Administrators
leave the subject matter, specific content, student testing and
course assessment all in the hands of the instructor. Who says the
teacher did a fine job and that students received a quality
education? The teacher.
A
newly-minted interim dean asked me about doing a hybrid course. She
called and offered me 2 courses - each 7 1/2 weeks long, running back
to back.
From
a student perspective, instead of 3 hours every Thursday for 15 weeks
to get 3 credits, they will put in the same classroom hours and
receive 6 credits. The interim dean - who never held academic rank -
told me that the others (i.e. other teachers) were doing it, so did I
think I could do it, too?
You
have to be a teacher for many years to understand expectations in the
classroom. The interim dean was recruited because previous deans who
had an academic background kept running into quality issues among the
faculty.
The
President and Provost have an agenda and academic quality is not up
for discussion. Demanding quality in the classroom won't make life
easier for the student. Instead, we are having a 2-for-1 sale.
Increased revenue for the college. Students receive their degree
twice as fast. Faculty teach the same hours and make more money.
Everybody's a winner.
It’s
all part of a resume-enhancing exercise for the president. Increased
enrollment. Met needs of a diverse community by offering alternative
format courses. Thought outside the box.
Here's
the rub. SUNY established guidelines for a 3-credit course.
Typically, a 3-credit course will involve 3 hours of face-to-face
instruction along with 6 hours of self-directed student work,
including homework, reading the textbook and related tasks.
Are
students prepared to devote 9 hours per week to a class? Not likely.
When you double the workload speed, you should expect 18 hours a week
for a 3-credit class. It’s true that most students do not put in 9
hours a week per course. I was one such student, but my grades
accurately reflected my efforts as I balanced a part time job and
college courses.
Today,
it seems, with Dr. Ed U’s medicine shop firmly anchored in the
community, no customer is too unprepared and no amount of effort is
too little. It’s easy to explain why. 3 hours a week becomes the
maximum. A grade of “C” becomes the minimum.
When
people drank the worthless tonic a hundred years ago and did not get
cured, they suddenly got a little smarter. Fool me once, shame on me.
With so many Scarecrows out there, the pursuit of a degree trumps the
receiving of a brain. And like the Scarecrow, they walk away prouder,
but not smarter.