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Genre Exploration (Again)

I have a better idea! Since most people are doing short stories for their UGP, I thought I should be a bit more original. So I went to a place of inspiration...Facebook. I follow a page on Facebook called "Humans of New York" where these random stories are collected of people from New York. (Right now they are traveling in Asia.) And I thought I could do something like that!

My idea is that I will talk to at least 25 people over the week, and ask them to share a bit of their story with me. (This will take about 5 minutes of their time.) I will write down their story, and put them in my "classroom". Then, I will write a proposal or essay on how I would teach these people if they were in my English, Literature class. I want to come up with a specific example of what I would teach them, but I'm still working on that. Mostly I'm just making up the rules as I go along. I want to get a diverse crowd so I can get an idea of what it would be like to be in a typical high school classroom. I have already interviewed 5 people so far, two of them are in our class! I think this project will be fun. I'm gonna make some new friends, AND learn! Woot!

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  1. Cindy the BlogessorMarch 6, 2018 at 8:58 AM

    Mudita, I'm REALLY excited about this project. A couple of things to keep in mind:

    1. Allow yourself to interview fewer people if you need to. Having conducted interviews as part of my own research, I know that this number is A LOT, especially when you consider finding the person, setting up the interview, etc. I'd rather that you have longer interviews with fewer people, especially if you're emulating the "Humans of New York" model. You also need to allow yourself to draw on the interviews to complete your UGP. Be kind to yourself!

    2. Make sure that you're integrating your own core beliefs about education as you construct the project. Ask me about this if it becomes a challenge.

    Good luck with the project! I'm eager to see how it unfolds.

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