Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Posts Tagged ‘teaching’

What does a university owe its students? This question attracts a surprising range of answers. Idealists regard the institution as in loco parentis, and infer that it should treat students as it would wish its own children to be treated. The ultra-realists say that the sole obligation of a university to its undergraduates is to teach what is on the syllabus, test the results and certify them for potential employers.

There is much variation in this matter, between teachers and between institutions. Hong Kong universities generally now seem to be abandoning any notion of care for their students.

When I joined the then Baptist College in 1988 it was a post-secondary college. In the ensuing years it turned into a university. In many ways this was an improvement: more money, better pay, housing allowances, nicer titles, less pressure on potential students to go to a “real university”.

But there are no benefits without costs, and one cost in this case was a change in the sort of people who wanted to work at BU. When it was a college doing nothing much besides teaching, the staff were people who enjoyed working with youngsters. As time went by and the institution moved up the academic food chain they were gradually replaced by people who were willing to seek wealth and fame by conforming to the management’s desire to see us all devote most of our attention to research.

I recall a staff training session in which the youngest member present asked the oldest one how much time should be devoted to teaching and how much to research. The answer was that you should spend the least amount of time you could get away with on teaching and the most you could spare on research.

Where this was leading became clear much later, when a discussion of a student with a personal problem led one colleague to opine that such things were none of our business and should be referred to the Student Advice Service when first noticed.

These were extreme positions and in my time BU remained generally a humane and thoughtful environment where young people were not just taught but also cared for. This may have owed something to its religious origins.

Anyway this gradual change of focus pales into insignificance compared with the state of near-open warfare which local universities now wage against some of their students. No university now tolerates a student union. Many student publications have closed. And now we have the case of Chinese U student Miles Kwan.

After the Wang Fuk Court fire Mr Kwan organised an on-line petition calling for an investigation of the fire, accountability for those responsible, resettlement for the residents and a review of construction supervision.

You would think this was harmless enough. All the things Mr Kwan had suggested were promised by the Chief Executive a day or two later. Can it be an offence to agree with the CE too early?

Well apparently yes. Mr Kwan was arrested by the national security police on, we were told, “suspicion of subversive intent.” This does not make a lot of legal sense. “Intent” itself is not an offence; there must be an action with it. So it may be that the matter will not be continued. It may also be that the police proceed to a formal prosecution and Mr Kwan is acquitted.

This does not look much like the majestic machinery of the law rolling on its impervious and impersonal way; it looks more like a deliberate act of intimidation by a regime which cannot tolerate any spontaneous expression of opinion not controlled by itself.

You might also think that all this had nothing to so with the Chinese University of Hong Kong, where Mr Kwan was a student. What students get up to in their off-duty hours is generally nothing to do with their university authorities. While we can all think of scenarios when we might not wish to follow this rule, launching an on-line petition is hardly one of them.

In any case, if a student is arrested, prudent universities stand back to await the result of the proper prosecution. The police case should go first. This sensible policy is in fact enshrined in the CUHK’s published procedures for handling student discipline cases.

Nevertheless Mr Kwan was invited to meet a disciplinary panel on January 7. The panel meeting seems to have been a stormy occasion. Mr Kwan’s inquiry about the offences with which he was charged was rejected with “we ask the questions here”. He did not conceal his misgivings about the procedural fairness of the whole affair.

The panel’s conclusion was odd. It decided to take no action over the arrest, but to expel Mr Kwan from the university for his “impolite and disrespectful attitude” during the hearing and the conclusion that it was “more likely than not” that he had breached confidentiality rules, presumably by telling people about the up-coming hearing.

This is legally dubious and also cruel. Mr Kwan will now not be able to graduate, after six years of study at CUHK. Preventing people from graduating as a disciplinary move is the capital punishment of university discipline. It is and should be the last resort.

When I was a member of a university disciplinary committee we spent a lot of time explaining to people who had incurred fines – usually from the library – that in the last resort they would not be allowed to graduate without clearing up their debts. We were very anxious not to carry out this threat. In cases involving small sums and genuine poverty we sometimes had a quick whip-round and paid the debt ourselves.

We would not have conjured up two new offences during the hearing of another matter and I can see no satisfactory explanation for what happened to Mr Kwan. Another petition has now been raised (daring stuff) asking the university to over-rule the committee’s decision as being unjust and procedurally improper.

But in a sense the damage has already been done. I do not know if the committee went off-piste because it felt pressured to display a becoming level of zeal for national security. But who would willingly attend an institution where students are so eagerly sacrificed to the gods of political correctness?

Read Full Post »

Happily I retired from the university teaching scene before Chat GPT and his mates came along, because it has apparently made life rather difficult.

Generally the most subtle assessment method, at least in the humanities, is the essay. You set the topic, send the student away, and assess the resulting masterpiece a week later.

People in other necks of the woods have other choices, of course. Mathematicians can be asked to tackle a problem on the spot. Subjects which consist primarily of absorbing a lot of memorable material can be tested with multiple-choice questions, which have the additional advantage that they can be graded by a computer.

The most picturesque assessment method was applied to trainee aircraft engineers. The class assembled at 9 am and each member was presented with a small engine. At 1 pm the examiner returned, by which time the engine had to be dismantled entirely into its component parts. The class then had lunch, then reassembled to reassemble their engines.

At 5 pm the examiner returned and tried to start each engine. If it started first time you had passed, and if not…

But I digress. The problem with setting essays now is that you do not know if the result was partly, or indeed wholly, written by artificial intelligence. This has in turn produced a lot of interest in detection, which is sometimes possible. The person who told me about this problem recalled a case in which the essay included the word “albeit”.

This is not the sort of word which comes up often in sociable chat so the writer was asked what it meant… and could not answer.

Clearly though there is going to be an ongoing arms race here between AI users and programmers, trying to produce ever more convincing forgeries, and teachers and other detectives looking for ways to spot traces of computer composition.

The answer, I fear, is going to be a return to the primitive practices of the past.

When I took my first degree, half a century ago, there was no continuous assessment, multiple choice was regarded as simplistic, and computers were monstrous machines which had to be fed punched cards.

We wrote essays at least once a week and these had to be submitted and discussed, but they were not part of the assessment. There was also a small examination each term intended to reassure your personal academic adviser that you were still alive and working, but this was not part of the assessment either.

After three years of this regime you encountered an ordeal more like the old Chinese civil service exam (in which candidates were locked up for a week and, according to legend, invited to write down everything they knew) than modern gentle testing methods.

Starting on Wednesday we had three-hour exams each morning and afternoon until Sunday, when you had a day off, a relic of the days when universities were mainly intended to train clergymen. The ordeal resumed on Monday and ended at lunchtime on Tuesday, at which point there was an understandable tendency for the survivors to get resoundingly drunk.

The actual examination was quite Spartan. You were allowed (times had changed) to use a Biro. The paper was white and completely blank. People were agitating for lined paper, to help authors whose writing tended to diverge gradually from the horizontal as they got down the page. This came eventually, but too late to help me.

There was a list of about a dozen questions, of which in your three hours you were expected to attempt four. As the marks available were divided equally between your four answers it was an elementary point of exam technique to get to four somehow.

There were no “open books”, bringing in notes of any kind was cheating, and the examiners were not – with rare exceptions – the people who had taught you. We were not asked our opinions of the teachers, but because the examiners were applying consistent standards, the outcomes of individuals and groups could be compared.

This was a stressful system and I would not recommend copying it in all its details. It favoured glib bullshitters and people who could write quickly. It was a great preparation for journalism, which is perhaps not a recommendation.

But as AI tramples its way across the academic landscape it may be time to rediscover the merits of putting the students in a room with paper, pen, questions and a time limit. At least you know who has written what.

Read Full Post »