Halfway. To the end. Kind of.
I just realized the other day that I’m about halfway through my doctoral coursework. I need to celebrate this. How does one celebrate something like this? Remember that I’m a big geek, so this may involve a Firefly marathon or something of the sort.
I’ve officially taught two days of my tech comm class, and I’m still not sure if I’m any good at it. Because on the second day the server went down so no one could login to the computers, which killed my lesson plan. Shot it dead. So we left after fifteen minutes. One of my profs told me that my students won’t respect me now. I wonder if he’s right…but really, would they respect me more for forcing them to sit and stare at each other for fifty minutes? Or draw pictures? Because those were the only alternatives I could think of at the time. Would you still respect a teacher who let you out of class early one time? I just don’t believe in busy work. Because that creates more busy work for me. And then I get cranky. Sigh.