To Grow or Not to Grow, That is the question.

Growth is a good thing in my opinion, change is also a good thing in my opinion, but what if that growth and change shows itself out of nowhere, a sudden change from black to white, that could be somewhat impactful on an individual whom has grown accustomed to a way of things being the way they are. Certainly one must be ready for growth, and change, but just what if that growth and change is so far from left field, does one have to participate? Well, if one is attending school in whatever capacity, one must with certainty be ready and prepared for growth and change. I know with absolute assurance that I was and still am very prepared for growth and change, after all I expect that of my very own children. I, without a doubt would not allow my children to remain idol in one position or state of mind throughout their lives. Growth is an exceptional thing, change is a glorious thing. Without either, how far would mankind have come? We would all without question still be in caves, and walking around barefooted hunting and foraging like animals. I am a big proponent of growth and change. That is why I attended and continue to attend Le Cordon Bleu College of Culinary Arts, for personal growth and change. Part of my prerequisites for attending Le Cordon Bleu is to take a gen-ed course in English. I truly looked forward to this course prior to attending class due to the fact that I personally enjoy writing. I’ve been writing poetry and short stories for years, this activity is one of my most favorite and desirable hobbies. Well it turns out the course absolutely did not meet my expectations. It was more like a history class meshed with a computer course as well as an acting, and singing course. Between the battle of Hastings and how diseased and dangerous cats are and the dadadadada interruptions, how was one expected to focus and concentrate on the subject matter at hand? Then there is the issue of constant blabbering, information I feel was absolutely unjustifiable and unnecessary. TMI, too much information regarding subject matter that was in no way associated with the English diction. Maybe I am naïve and possibly ignorant to some degree, however, when one’s instructor is speaking to their class in terms where only a small percentage of the class can understand then I feel that there is a problem. I know I’ve been personally confused at times through this course, and if I have had issues of understanding the subject matter at hand, English, my native language, the only language that I have spoken for the entirety of my existence, then there surely are others within my class that have had difficulty more extreme than I. The problem I feel is without question the teaching tactics of the Instructor. The inability to connect to different individuals on a platonic level simply just did not exist. In no way shape or form am I asking for favoritism, just a more down to earth way of teaching rather than making one feel that they are lesser than the Instructor. That’s precisely how I have come to feel about myself. I in no way whatsoever should carry these feelings with me. I feel that my vocabulary, grammar, and diction are somewhat more than adequate but yet I have been judged on double spacing and twelve point fonts. So getting back to the subject matter, growth and change, should not the individual whom decides on the different style of growth and the changes one sees necessary to be made within a vocational school have a background in that particular vocation? I believe so. I have come to know through my learning’s in my hospitality class guided by a magnificently gifted and superiorly talented instructor whom I have a great deal of respect for, Miss Lang, that when an individual starts a new position or job, that individual tends to try a little too much, I believe myself as well as my classmates are a victim of this circumstance. Growth and change should always be administered by individuals whom are at the top, say the home office or the President of the school in this instance, not the instructor of one class. I apologize to those expecting a blog related to food, however, this subject matter clearly is relative to the Art of Culinary in the sense that the blog I have posted here today involves my particular feelings at the moment regarding my education at Le Cordon Bleu College of Culinary Arts. To grow or not to grow, I guess it all depends on who’s leading you. Till next time.