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Show MyWeberMedia.com| April 19, 2018 | 13 ize there were some serious advantages to small classroom sizes. Yes, most of my professors had an aggressive attendance policy, and I always had to be on my best behavior in class, but I realized the pros of small class room sizes definitely outweighed the cons. Almost five years later, I run into professors from my first semester of college who still ask me how I’m doing. And they haven’t forgotten my name. I had a personal relationship with all of my professors. Seriously. Every single one. I was able to speak with them if I was struggling and needed extra help, if I wanted to discuss potential post-graduation careers or if I wanted them to allow me to revise a paper before deadline. When I returned to school after a twoyear break for an LDS mission, a professor from my freshman year happily wrote a letter of recommendation for a job, even though we hadn’t been in contact for four semesters. I also found it easier to make connections with my classmates. When a class size is in the single digits, it’s impossible not to talk with everyone. It makes forming study groups significantly easier. When I went home during semester breaks, I would catch up with my friends from high school. They talked about the big parties, big football games, big sororities and big classes. They told me about how their classes were the size of stadiums, packed to the brim with sleepy and stressed-out students. They told me how easy it was to skip class, how impossible it was to talk with the TA and how they had to drop a class or two during their freshman year to keep their GPAs from tanking. I couldn’t help but think about how different our college experiences were becoming. I continued to have positive college experiences because of WSU’s small classroom sizes, and now, as I’m preparing to graduate, I could not be more thankful for Weber’s dedication to keeping classes small and intimate. This semester, I’m finishing my degree at Weber. I can’t guarantee that I’ll look any better in my cap and gown, unless lumps of coal are suddenly in Vogue, but I do know I’ll recognize a few more of my fellow students as we sit in the Browning Center. Comment on this column at signpost.mywebermedia.com |