Did you hear it? That crash? Yeah, that would be the sound of me hitting the proverbial brick wall. It happened yesterday about 3:30pm. Because really, I am officially done with my teaching duties for a few days..now onto that other part of my job..you know, the administrative paperwork stuff. But really, that's totally ok with me. I get to meet with some potential students this morning, which is always a pleasure for me. After my nine hour grading marathon this weekend, I'm pretty caught up for the moment, until the next big rash of assignments get turned into me early next week. But really, we are almost there. We come back after Thanksgiving Break and then there is one week of classes, then finals.
Yesterday I took my research class to the cadaver lab.
Yep.
Checking out the dead bodies that reeked of formaldehyde.
Totally FASCINATING.
Like really..I think I could so handle something like that, in that field.
Seriously..so interesting. My students, a few had to leave the room. But for the most part, we walked around and checked them out.
I laugh when I think about how my students will remember me. I am the wacky professor that does things like use crazy examples, things like crack whores (I'm sure this will bring some hits to my blog) and children with prosthetic legs. All in the name of purposive sampling, I assure you. (aka: a popular research term!) I take them to see dead bodies and drive them to Philly to see the homeless. I had to be taped teaching yesterday..it was weird because I had to step out of my usual style and stand at a podium. The minute he left, I threw it off the desk and sat down. That would be my usual style. Sitting cross-legged, on the table up front..otherwise I drive people crazy roaming around the room like a Ritalin starved child. I wear crazy tights and sometimes have my hair in ponytails.
It's just me, my style.
I teach how I learn best..laid back and comfortable.
But I care about them. Each and every one of them. I feel this grave sense of responsibility for all of them..I listen to it all..the good and the bad. From "I love so and so to I'm feeling depressed about this or that". Why? Because I want to. These individuals are all very important to me. And now I feel like I have an additional 45 children and I am nurturing several more that are coming to me soon. This is the beautiful part of my job. Getting the privilege to be a part of all of that. Yesterday I got a visit from one of my seniors that graduated last year. It was amazing to see her, she is doing so well..and she was happy to see me. Which says it all, don't you think?
Ok, this really isn't a pat on the back entry..just one that reflects on and justifies to me that I am where I am supposed to be. It's worth every last moment of work, all the stress of it, just..all of it.
So, this is my Thanksgiving post..I am so very thankful to be in the job that I am in.
Have a happy day all!
Cheers!
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