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I spent much of yesterday doing research for a major paper due April 21 in the Chaucer class I'm taking. My sense of direction is somewhat akin to that of—no, wait. I have no sense of direction, because here's what the professor e-mailed to me about my proposed topic:

I would expand the focus to allegorical interpretations including tropological and anagogical implications—in effect a patristic exegesis.

For what it's worth, my computer does not recognize the words "tropological" and "anagogical."


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Apr. 11th, 2009 02:11 pm (UTC)
Sounds like somebody took their "learn a new word each day" calendar a little too seriously. I don't think you're supposed to use them all at once in a sentence, Mr. Professor.

Your computer doesn't recognize...? Hell's bells, my brain seized up. I'm gonna hafta reboot.
Apr. 11th, 2009 05:09 pm (UTC)
I don't think the professor was trying to befuddle me. I think it's a matter of either A, his trying to challenge me to stretch my brain, or B, his forgetting that not all students speak the same critical language he does.
Apr. 11th, 2009 04:58 pm (UTC)
Is that English?

I'm going to have to grab a dictionary or translations.com might help me?
Apr. 11th, 2009 05:10 pm (UTC)
Good luck with that. I've got 5,800 words worth of notes on the tale I'm writing about because I'm not sure what's pertinent and what isn't. I figure if I throw enough spaghetti at the wall, some of it will stick.
Apr. 11th, 2009 05:21 pm (UTC)
Apr. 12th, 2009 02:33 am (UTC)
Thanks for the links. If I sit down in the morning with a strong cup of coffee, I might be able some of this out.

As for my professor, he's one of the most knowledgeable teachers I've ever had, and he clearly loves teaching Chaucer. It's a once-weekly, two-and-a-half-hour class, and I rarely check my watch. I enjoy the course, and the other students in the class (all of them less than half my age) do terrific work, which in turn challenges me to do good work.

My frustration with the professor's terminology reminds me I've got to be careful in the classroom about what I assume the students know. So in that regard, my frustration has been helpful.

Thanks for reading and commenting.

Apr. 11th, 2009 06:13 pm (UTC)
I just got a bit of drool on my Chaucer notes.
Apr. 12th, 2009 02:37 am (UTC)
Sownynge in moral vertu was her speche,
And gladly wolde she droole and gladly teche.

Apr. 12th, 2009 01:57 am (UTC)
wow. Just. . . wow. My brain just stalled.
Apr. 12th, 2009 02:37 am (UTC)
I can think of all kinds of fun ways for you to jump-start it.
Apr. 12th, 2009 03:57 am (UTC)
You know what really stinks about this? Jackson's pug, Mattie, just let the most atrocious fart as I read your entry. No kidding. It has my eyes watering. I think her gas reflects your prof's note.
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:52 pm (UTC)
Chaucer would be proud of Mattie:

And whan this sike man felte this frere
Aboute his tuwel grope here there and heere,
Amydde his hand he leet the frere a fart;
Ther nys no capul, drawynge in a cart,
That myghte have lete a fart of swich a soun.

Apr. 12th, 2009 05:09 pm (UTC)
Oh lordy. Reminds me of a poetry professor I had in college: "Mm, Ruby, I'm not sure about this piece. It strikes me as a bit of a self-conscious tour de force."

(which is much easier to understand than your prof's statement but still puzzled me until I realized that he himself was an SCTDF, which made things easier).

Try this: http://www.elsewhere.org/pomo/
Apr. 12th, 2009 05:19 pm (UTC)
That link is priceless.
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