VI (Last Post) - Experience in Online Classes

I’m thankful for being in my house with my family. When the pandemic arrived Chile I was already on my parent’s house. My brother is here too. We spent a lot of time together, but we also have our own spaces.

This year wasn’t easy. Neither academically.

I like some online classes. I think there are a lot of good teachers with a lot of good techniques on internet. Also, videocall is a modern way to teach and has more coverage in terms of accessibility.

But the problem is that the universities didn't change their programs to make the pandemic and quarantine lighter. They insist on keep the programs like the actual classes are the same than the presential classes.

I don't know if this decision is crazy or ingenuous, but I'm sure that it isn't working for everybody.

I guess I handle this well. I learned less than the last year, but I am trying my best, although this is not enough sometimes.

The most stressful thing is having to take practic classes but in online mode. Assignments like photographic journalism and audiovisual language are really bored online if we compare taking pictures from the window with traveling around the city looking for breaking news.

If only those subjects were adapted to the online mode instead of replicate face-to-face modalities, this semester could be more efficient and lighter for this context.

Mentally, this scenario isn’t good eighter.

I’m distraught. It’s difficult. The life changed so suddenly, and nobody was prepared.

Do the university really think that we have mind to worry about our grades? Meanwhile, we are in a global pandemic with a lot of people dying around the world from this disease. For real?

Is hard to handle groups projects because everybody has their own dramas, and we spend a lot of time looking for a moment to meet. All of us really wants to be success but only a few classmates have the time and mental health to be a great students.

I develop new hobbies like cook and sew clothes, I started a little garden with garlic and avocados. I tried to sing more. But still, I want to go out and have volleyball matches, swim on the beach, eat some ice cream with my friends, but I’m so so afraid.

I’m impatient and anxious, what more I should do? This is not enough? Never is enough and I know it.

I wish I could be wonderful and success but I’m tired too, this semester never ends. Every week we have a lot of things to do and is exhausting. I’m only waiting for the Christmas holydays to sleep, play the guitar, draw a flower, and watch a lot of series.