Today while I was going through my workstation in my basement I found something that I had completely forgotten about. Homework from two years ago (Junior year for gradating class 2008). The assignments were for my Honors World Literature class. Honors World Lit, was at my high school the precursor to AP English, and it was considered the same level of difficulty, with the exception of an AP test. Now from my experience none of that was true. About 27 other lucky students and I were placed into Dawn Mulcahy’s 7th hour Honors World Lit. The trouble actually started before school started that year. My high school had what they termed ‘Jumpstart’ days. ‘Jumsptart’ was organized by grade, one day per grade. Jumpstart took place the week before school started, and the idea was you would wake up, and drive to school at about 8am. From there you would meet up with friends, waiting for the building to open. After that you would slowly make your way through the side doors, and a volunteer would ask you you name, you would then recieve a checklist. Then they would take your ID picture, and you school photos, and give you a printed ID card. On from there you would get your schedule, which broke your classes down to what hour, room number, instuctor, and course. Although these had a tendancy to be completely different from the ones you would recieve on the actual first day of school. Next they would have set up, several large tables with 3 ring notebooks, in which you could look up by instructor, and then course what text books you needed. Well under Dawn Mulcahy Honors World Lit, there weren’t any text books listed, nor any supplemental reading books listed. This was rather perplexing for such and advanced course to not have a text book. Well, apparently the trouble didn’t end there, on the first day of school the 28 of us made our ways from our respective 6th hour classes to room 218 (yaaaay! an upstairs room with windows!). We file into the room, and the teacher sitting there says “What are you doing?” To which several of us asked “Are you Mrs. Mulcahy?” She responded “Yes, and?” We responded “Well, according to our schedules we have you for 7th hour Honors World Lit.” To which Mrs. Mulcahy responds “That’s impossible.” But in the end it was possible, apparently an increased number of students in our graduating class were on the AP track for English, which in turn lead to there being several teachers who, wouldn’t normally be teaching this class, to be teaching it. Mrs. Mulcahy was one of those teachers, however the office failed to inform her that she had our class. Thus the reason that we did not have a textbook assignment. Well enough back-story for now, you will hear a lot more about Dawn Mulcahy, as some of the best and some of the most boring times happened there.
A teacher in Mulcahy’s position could do one of two things, she could despite the fact of being irritated that the office did not let her know sooner, dedicate herself to the class, or she could be upset, and try to hide, and treat the class as part prep-hour, part level-4 Honors World Lit class. Add to the fact that out of the 28 students in the class only bout 10 or so really should have been in this level class, and the rest don’t really care to be there in the first place, this breeds a deadly paralysis in the class. This paralysis was started by the students and furthered throughout the year by Mrs. Mulcahy (although she did have her moments of brilliant teaching when she tried). At any rate homework, or work it’s self was nearly non-existent in this class, and I just happened to stumble upon a few original copies of homework from the class. Which has lead me to write this rather long back story, but for those of you who find stories interesting, this post is necessary in explaining the events that lead mine, and several of my close friend’s relationship with Honors World Literature to be a love-hate one.