As I look back, I despair about how poorly English was taught. My memories are dominated by the horrible, arcane phenomenon of teaching English by getting boys to read the novel out loud in class.
Was this what you learned in a Dip Ed in those days: to teach English by reading the book out loud.
Barry Andrews was the only teacher of English whom I remember to have tried to teach properly. He deserved getting out of the School system to become a lecturer at Duntroon. It was a pity that he died so soon thereafter. I still disagree with his interpretations, however. I would like to revisit the questions, now that I feel more confidently forthright in my answers. “With reference to King Lear, which is worse: physical or psychological suffering? Discuss with reference to Lear and
My other resentments were that there was rarely, if ever, any instruction in English. Boys were perpetually judged according to the innate abilities they brought with them. If you were born to get 6/10 for an essay, that is what you always got. Never did I learn how to get more than the mark that I was awarded. I never did get an answer to a question that I did pose in a close. “Why did Leith Morton get a higher mark than did I?”. Implicitly, I was destined always to get lesser grades than
What eventually saved me is that I learned more about language, grammar, expression, and argument from having taken Latin.
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