January 16, 2004

The Why, How, and Hurdles of Instructional Technology

How are you using information technology in your research and/or teaching? Why did you begin to integrate technology into your academic work in the first place? What hurdles have you confronted?

Posted by chays at January 16, 2004 03:53 PM
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I wanted to find more creative and effective ways of both giving and receiving information from my students and other artists.

The biggest hurdle in implimenting technology is time, which means I have to change how I perceive time in academic and creative work.

Posted by: alvin mayes at January 23, 2004 09:14 AM

Probably the only technology I use is a webchat. I implemented one to extend and/or supplement conversations beyond the classroom, but also because my literature classes are typically large (35+) and I wanted another way to give less vocal people a voice. The only problem is that 35+ people on a webchat can be too much. I solved this issue by having two webchats. Since I usually have an Undergraduate TA, I manage one and he/she manages the other. Even managing two myself is not a big chore.

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