Two weeks remain in this semester. Tomorrow is the last meaningful class. I didn’t plan beyond the 16th. Luckily for the students, they get two weeks to meet with me in conferences and revise their major papers. Whether they *do* is another matter.
The department chair offered two summer courses. Two. In summer. That’s fucking amazing for a couple reasons. Summer courses are plums usually taken by full-time faculty and part-time faculty with a high seniority level. To get a single course during summer is a minor miracle. To get two looks more like a Godsend. I thanked the chair profusely and empathically accepted the positions. The classes are serendipitous for timing and placement. A 101 is full-summer Saturday morning course in the Grand Rapids main campus and the 102 meets in Holland, a Summer II course in session Tuesday and Thursday from 6-9p. That neither class conflict with JCI schedule or require a shake-up of my newly earned personal life, is a cause for celebration. The income? Also great.
My current students, the ones which stuck out the challenge, will go into their next level courses far more prepared than their counterparts. It sucks that the semester ends right after I memorised their names.
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