This course is, like, sadistic.
We have a five to six page research paper due on Thursday. We were only given the topic–or rather, the type of topics we can self-design–yesterday. We need to use the oral interviews we transcribed/read for last week, and additional primary sources (i.e. other oral interview transcripts) and five or so secondary sources from books and journal articles.
That much I knew last night, when class let out.
Seemed like a fair amount of work, but five to six pages isn’t all that much, so it was just the reading that was going to be the headache. (Especially when you consider that it wasn’t just reading it, but also finding it. Which can take a long time when your subject matter is under- or over-represented in the literature. (And as all those interviews last week were on WWII, every possible aspect we could look into is very strongly represented.))
Late this afternoon, when the professor finally put the stuff up online for us to use–this included .pdfs of possible additional sources, and links to places with oral history transcripts–he also told us that we need to read two chapters out of one of our textbooks, and three out of the other. On top of the research paper.
Seriously, this seems like way too much. Especially when you consider that most of the students in this class are undergrads.
I wonder if people are going to be dropping the class between now and next week. I bet they are. I might have dropped it myself, if I was taking any other courses. But I’m not, so I can’t.
My only consolation is that I was able to work on it today, because I was told not to come down to the museum today. And maybe tonight’s freezing rain will turn into heavy enough snow that I won’t have to go down tomorrow. That would help. But it probably won’t get that cold after all (the weather reports online all claim it’s below freezing out there now, but it was simple rain (not wintry mix, not freezing rain) when I stepped outside about an hour ago) so all the weather will do is wash away the snow already on the ground, and make driving easier instead of harder.
I need to get back to it. Already.
I hate my life.