Education Part II

So still thinking about this higher education thing. And refusing to change the two grammatical errors my hubby found in my last post. I am not a English Major!.
Anyways, have I mentioned that I feel I have learned very little during this experience? I knew going in that it wouldn't be like in the movies, I wouldn't have a Professor that I connected with and together we uncovered some great historical mystery. There would be no corduroy patches on my sweaters as I sat in libraries nose in book as the light showed all those little bits of dust floating in the air like little knowledge fairies.
The lack of learning was hard to swallow though. Undergrad was bad, sitting in 100level classes where students asked what peasants were! Or listening to two Abrecrombie clad skinny bitches state that the black and white documentary on the mis-treatment of the mentally ill in state run facilities obviously did not have sound as there was no sound in movies then ( it was shot in the 1950's). Or my favorite by far, taking a higher level class on the presidents. That should be interesting right? Feeling like I could stand to learn more on the topic, I signed up. To my surprise the whole semester consisted of watching the History Channel's series on the presidents! Nick and I had watched it 6 months prior. So paid for a class I could have and already did watch at home. Not to mention paid way less to watch from my couch. I rarely went and still got a B+.  Ridiculous. 
And Graduate school has not been better. I spend the majority of each class working in groups. It's supposed to give us a hands on approach to both collaborative learning and how our students will best learn when we are teaching.  I am sorry, but reading a article with 3-4 other people when I know only half of them are relatively intelligent (you know who you are) to then have each one of us "discuss" something valid or important we took away from said article annoys me. So does making masks with feathers and sequins to "learn" how to teach grade school students about diversity. I am also not keen on making a culturally diverse snack mix, having my name written on a Popsicle stick to be pulled into a group or re-reading chapters in groups and then putting important notes on giant sized sticky notes on the wall. The last exercise's purpose explained to me by the Professor who is also my Advisor as a means to make sure "everybody reads the material".
So then why bother assigning me the chapters to read?
I have learned very little in college. Some things have been helpful. How to construct a lesson plan, different methods of measuring a student's interest or knowledge. Learned a little about terrorist groups around the world. A little psychology. Some terms and dates. But overwhelming, I knew most of this crap or with a little point in the right direction could have learned from my computer chair.
I feel none of this is preparing me to be a competent, engaging, successful teacher. I am learning how to be annoyed and shuffle papers around and how to BS my way from one A to another.
I am also learning about debt and stress.
To be a teacher maybe we should have a extended apprenticeship where we can actually learn the shit that will help us instead of all this theory. They shove teaching to culturally diverse and under privileged students every semester, with books such as Other People's Children which were originally written in the late 80's early 90's and revised in the early 2000's. Umm  a lots changed. And a book is not going to teach me the reality of Poughkeepsie of Kingston High.
Just more rambling I am sure but it's my experience.