This is your opening sentence. Finish it either as a joke (ka-ching) or a one paragraph story, fiction, fable, tragedy, parable, or whatever genre you find interesting. It just needs to have a MOOC and a Duck. Go.
By the way today is the third anniversary of the ds106 Daily Create (see TDC1). The best way to celebrate is by doing today’s one.
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“Quack, quack!” says the duck. “Stop saying that to me!” cries the MOOC. “I really AM a great expert!”
A MOOC and a Duck walk into a bar and connect with their colleagues — Downes, Cormier, and Siemens. So, of course, they take a selfie to send to their personal learning networks.
A MOOC and a duck walk into a bar. The MOOC says, “I’d like you to meet my attorney, Stephen L. Miles. I might not be able to see through all the bullshit in here but he can.” #wire106
A MOOC and a duck walk into a bar. The MOOC says, “Ouch! You idiot! You’re supposed to be my seeing-eye duck!”
An xMOOC and a duck walks into a bar.
The xMOOC sits at the bar, while the duck sits in a booth.
The duck notices the xMOOC across the room and decides to start a conversation. He walks across the room.
The duck nearly gets to the bar, when… WHACK! The duck slams into an invisible wall.
The duck asks the bartender, “Why is this invisible wall here?”
“He’s an xMOOC.” the bartender replies. “You can’t interact with him unless you’re enrolled. And even then, he’ll probably do most of the talking.”
Preview of this week’s coming attractions:
This article will be published sometime in the next few days on the New Media Consortium.org website:
One Duck and a MOOC:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jUutBJxGlSNMKGXxwJcYW94YJNRBRuaZ53UFkKpBFeA/edit
The duck ordered a White Russian.
The MOOC ordered a Duck Fart shot.
The duck ordered a Bourbon Milk Punch.
The MOOC ordered a Duck and Waffle.
The duck ordered a Cement Shoes.
The MOOC ordered a Fuzzy Duck.
A grand time was had by all.
… and says, “Do you have have any deep learning?”
The cow says “No, this is a MOOC. We do multi-choice quizzes and slickly produced videos here. Why not try one.” The Duck tries one and then drops out before it starts.
Next day the duck walks up to the cow and says, “Do you have any deep learning?”
The cow says “No, this is a MOOC, like I said yesterday. We don’t do that stuff. Try one of our free short courses instead.” The Duck tries one and, again, drops out before it starts.
Next day the duck walks up to the cow and says, “Do you have any deep learning?”
The cow gets angry, and snarls “This is a MOOC! If you ask me about deep learning again I’ll block your internet connection for abusive behavior. Now sit there and do one of these MOOCs” Once more, the duck signs up and then drops straight out.
The following morning the duck walks up to the cow. The cow glowers at the duck, who says “do you have any statutory powers of censorship?”
The cow is perplexed for a moment, and then says “No. This is a MOOC…”
“OK,” says the duck, “Do you have any deep learning?”
A duck and a cMOOC walk into the bar. The duck is on special assignment from the Gates Foundation and carries an extra large wallet full of cash. The cMOOC is looking a bit ragged. Torn pants. “This is Spinal Tap” t-shirt. Keds sneakers. They both saddle up to the bar.
“How about I buy you a drink,” the duck says, after settling its feathers into the seat. The duck tosses a few breadcrumbs into its beak. “What will you have?”
The cMOOC looks at the duck. She thinks of how much she has to scramble day to day to find space to do anything. She thinks of her cousin over at Coursera or her brother, EdX, over at MIT. They have it made, in a lot of ways, although last time she Skyped with her cousin, he was in shackles and chains. “Only until the end of the semester,” he said, playfully rattling his chains like Marley’s ghost. “Then this whole place gets shut down.”
Her brother, meanwhile, seemed both bored and in a state of high anxiety at MIT. “These rock star professors who think they can teach just by recording their lectures … they’re driving me crazy. It’s “blah” this and “blah” that. But you know, tens of thousands of people are in this little online space, and it’s just overload,” her brother had said, shaking his head. “It’s driving me crazy, and who’s learning? That’s what I want to know .. who’s learning?”
cMOOC looks this duck over again and mulls over the offer for a free drink.
“Naw,” cMOOC finally says. “I’ll get it on my own. That’s what I do best.”
“Oh come on,” the duck retorts, with a quack that comes out as a snort. “I’ll get you top shelf stuff. All you have to do is let me support you. Just put my name at the bottom of your page. Let me peruse your data now and then. Just a little harmless support.”
The cMOOC just shrugs her head, and then, to the surprise of the duck, cMOOC leaps right over the bar and begins to make her own drink. “Keep your money,” she says. “I’m making my own drink.”
