This post is part of an ongoing series of blog entries by Anjie D (FG3), a freshman at Barnard College writing about her college experiences on the blog Uptown Girl. Here's an excerpt of her latest musings.
My classes this semester are amazing. Incredible. Tantalizing.
Harlem Renaissance Literature: On the first day I learned everything about slavery - specifically in New York - that I didn't learn in any San Francisco public school. The primary text for the class, an anthology, was written with a feminist perspective.
I love this class, but not the size of its theme common to many of my classes this term. I thought a literature class would be limited to a seminar-sized group of students, yet there are 40-some-odd students in HRL, seated in rows of individual desks, an arrangement not conducive to discussion or general learning (a fact that is backed up by research which I read about for Educational Psychology).