[169-186; 221-229] My statics teacher was very enthusiastic. His accent was a little hard to discern but other than that he was one of the best teachers I’ve had. If I had the teacher again, then I would gladly take him because he’s good. He asked or he drove class participation with grades. I think that’s what helped a lot. My statistics teacher was the best one. If I don’t become an engineer, then I’ll be a statistician just because of this teacher. She did everything that my Physics 2 professor did, but she had better examples and conveyed her ideas a lot better. She went through the problems concisely, and the steps were all clear. One time, somebody corrected her in class. They followed out the steps that she was doing on the paper and realized there was an error. She checked her work and, indeed, the student was correct. They got rewarded. But weirdly enough, the graphics teacher was my worst teacher that I’ve had. The class was a hot mess. My professor came back with material from 20 years ago. According to other sources, like my friends who took the course before, they didn’t have to hand draft. I was sitting there drafting out a weird-looking screw in isometric 3D by hand. He felt like a little behind the times. I understand why we did the things, but I also feel like we could have used our time better. He seemed like he wasn’t organized at all. I had a lab at a separate time. During that lab we learned AutoCAD, SolidWorks and Creo by our TAs. I felt like I learned a lot more because I learned something relevant. But I still ended up passing the course. I think that course in particular was low level and very forgiving.
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