Rick Bailey
                                 English Instructor
                                 Phone: (313) 845-6498
                                
Fax: (313) 317-6690  
                                 E-mail: rbailey@hfcc.edu
                                 Office: A-214
                                 Building: Learning Technology Center

 


    

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Courses Taught:

English 093: Basic Writing
English 131: College Writing
English 132: College Writing and Research
English 139: Creative Writing

A professional bio


 

These are people I would like to spend fifteen weeks with...


All of a sudden I'm one of the old guys in English at HFCC. Think elder statesman. No, just think elder. How elder? I started teaching composition in computer labs before Windows, before Mac. These were DOS labs. What's DOS? Right, that elder. The computers didn't have pedals on them, there were no mechanical cranks to crank, but it was definitely a pre-modern digital world. HFCC was a smoke-friendly place then. You'd step out of class on the second floor of the Liberal Arts building, and 75-100 students would be slumped on the floor, dragging on cigarettes and crushing them out on the floor. You couldn't see the end of the hall through the carcinogenic haze. Now students are slumped on the floor, poking cell phones or working on laptops. You can hear the staticky chrrrr of IPod music being pumped into their brains.

Ask them, however, and they will tell you English is important. It's important to have a good vocabulary, to be able to speak with fluency and precision. It's important to be able to write.


Most students don't like English. The first day of class, you see it in their posture, like so many condemned people seated in electric chairs. Or they are simply inclined hopefully in the direction of the door, those who aren't sitting right next to it, that is, with escape on their minds. They exchange nervous chat with classmates. I hate this class, they say. (It hasn't even started yet.) Yeah, I really hate this class. Ask them, however, and they will tell you English is important. It's important to have a good vocabulary, to be able to speak with fluency and precision. It's important to be able to write. And they're right. It is important.

Once students relax, the nervous chat morphs into talk, real talk, with tone, nuance, energy, and voice. Get them talking and you see flourishes of personality, flourishes so real and natural there is something irresistible and glamorous about them. These are people I would like to spend fifteen weeks with. Let's talk about reading, thinking, and writing.

Since the days of the smoke-filled halls, the world has become more than a little bit fractured. As I write this, the US is fighting two wars, oil is leaking into the Gulf of Mexico, General Motors and Chrysler are struggling to regain enough market share to keep from disappearing, and there's this recession thing that has meant jobs, jobs, jobs are just gone, gone, gone. Many are not coming back. 

So the students come.  Having lost their good jobs, many of them work two or three not-so-good jobs. And they have families or love lives, and pastimes. And they have full loads or almost full loads at the College, trying to get traction, trying to figure out what they will do, how they will make a living and eventually make a life.

With a little luck, the classroom can be a haven, an oasis characterized by purposeful activity, civility, generosity, and hope. With a little luck, furthermore, and with the requisite amount of work, the classroom can be a place where foundational skills are exercised, skills students will use to get where they want to go, wherever that is.

I like being part of that process, discovering the future in the present, aiming to get there. That's why I'm still here.

 


With a little luck, the classroom can be a haven, an oasis of purposeful activity, civility, generosity, and hope.
 


 

 

 


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