IT MAY SEEM STRANGE but I am grateful to get the complaints that this Christmas season has brought to me.
I'm making Christmas dinner for 10 people and already know where I'll fall down in that, so I have a special surprise of Belgian Hot Chocolate with a secret ingredient. I finished an academic semester with the largest list of complaints delivered in my entire working life. This is a loving thing. Without complaints, you cannot improve. And without an avenue for complainants, you cannot say that you have empowerment. So I've bundled up the stuff I've heard and read from the past three months to push off into 2012 with a slightly different way of doing things at work and with an enhanced wish list for third level students in my classrooms. I haven't changed all the things that have sparked some of the complaints because I honestly believe without complaints, you don't know if you've actually connected students with learning. And complaints during the Christmas dinner help confirm that Brussels Sprouts were actually on the table.
