After a more lively and interesting discussion in class last night, I feel better about my teaching abilities. Granted, I had to use a controversial hypo about mosques in the U.S., references to bitterly-contested local political races, and even had to bring in Elvis.
Elvis, you say? Sure. The subject was the tort of misappropriation of identity — and very few people under the age of 40 know who Bette Midler is anymore. The King, however, seems to have a little bit more staying power in the cultural zeitgeist (at least, here in Tennessee he does). But, hey I kept ’em awake and engaged for three hours.
I’m grateful that I didn’t have to resort to slipping amphetamines into my students’ diet cokes. That would probably have made the top ten list of 2006’s Questionable Pedagogical Procedures. Next week will be easier — employment law, which I know like the back of my hand, and teaching them how to fill out and serve subpoenas and summonses. These are paralegals I’m training here, not lawyers. They need more nuts-and-bolts and less theory and law.