I really didn't understand what I didn't understand until I had to take a class for more understanding...Lost?
Me too, as I am studying Research Methods, which seems to be actually about methods research. Do I sound like Andy Rooney yet? I am grateful for 2 important things in this graduate class; a very patient professor who has extensive experience with this work, and a creative cohort body of students to help me along the way.
I knew there is a reason I picked Math over English for a major, so sorry Mrs. J! The intricate way the words form together (especially in questions) make me frustrated over getting them wrong the first time. After all, aren't we in a society where you put the pop-tart in the toaster for 45 seconds, watch 1 minute of "Who wants to be a Millionaire?" before flipping the channel, and get answers right on the 1st guess when it comes to standardized tests?
You'll be happy to note that I'll save my Mark Twainisms for another time, but it really takes me back to the basics of study, rehearsal, familiarity, practice, application, and more study to come to grips with understanding what research world is about, and then hopefully produce a work that will significantly impact the life of at least one student or teacher. Then I can say it was worth the headache, the 3a.m. light bulbs of truth, and multiple drafts of ideas funneling to one big capstone.
Til I chalk again,