I had my first night of class this past Thursday and I was pleasantly surprised that the (almost) 4 hours of class went by as quickly as they did. In 812 (Managerial Economics), we discussed a case for the majority of class and in 870 (Data Analysis for Managers), we went over the syllabus and then jumped into the course material. I think it will be a good quarter as long as I stay up to date with my work.
Timeline: Sunday, right after dinner I see: the smoke remaining from my cooking I hear: the washing machine in the spin cycle I smell: smoke, go figure… I feel: confused My little cousin asked me recently how a person gets admitted into an MBA program at a top-ranked business school. My short answer was: “I don’t know”.
As I print thirty pages of PowerPoint slides for my courses this week, I can’t help but wonder when PowerPoint became such an integral part of the classroom experience. At the risk of sounding nostalgic (or curmudgeon-like), I am forced to think back to my undergrad experiences. As an engineering student, I only took a handful of courses that utilized PowerPoint as a teaching tool and I occasionally used it as an aid for my own oral presentations. However, it was far from a standard part of every classroom.
Time flies by. Here comes the first week of my MBA study, and the first month of staying in USA for the first time. My life seems never ever to be so exciting, fulfilling, and interesting:
As another quarter (and another school year) starts I can feel a sense of excitement on campus. I trudge through the hustle, bustle and usual parking hassles. Sitting in my Data Analysis class I can pinpoint the first quarter newcomers versus the rest of us veterans. The wide-eyed newbies have a trying-to-take-it-all-in look as they rigidly sit waiting for the professor to start talking. Some still are wearing their MBA candidate name plates they received in orientation. They are freshmen once again ready to be hazed by the flames of graduate coursework. One the other side