N is for Neville, who died of ennui . . .
. . . a fate that's unlikely to happen to me. Long have I been absent from the blogosphere and I have sorely missed keeping up with the sibs, but teaching two classes (90, count 'em, 90 students) and taking three has kept me running, like Alice, to stay in one place.
The workload is not completely overwhelming but neither does it leave much time for any extracurriculars like blogging, coming up for air, that sort of thing. I am loving my independent study on the Victorian Supernatural and one of my main goals (while creating a timeline and doing general research) is to identify a dissertation topic – probably some fairly obscure writer/artist.
I went home to Winter Park two weekends ago and had a fantastic time staying with Pat and seeing all the girls and grandgirls. And Haley, Andrew, and Bailey just left after a weekend visit -- see photos in next blog. It was wonderful and I feel renewed. Bailey was much impressed, and rightly so, that Grandma's school has a circus and sea serpents.
posted by Kathy at 10/02/2005 07:19:00 PM
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I used to have a parlor trick I'd do at the start of a new class, to warm up the crowd, where each student would introduce him or herself in turn and after every few students I'd repeat everyone's name, until the last student had gone and then I'd say all their names and then do it backwards just to show off. It really impressed them (and wasn't hard to do, since I was concentrating on the names). But 90 kids I can't even see? No way, Jose.
Wow, I can't imagine knowing 300 kids by name, but I can see why it's important. I also found that if I encounter a student outside the classroom, say at the grocery store, I may have trouble recalling the name even if I knew it perfectly well. And they in turn look at me like, "You mean teachers eat and go shopping and everything?"
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