Happy tears.
I often have students who seem like they are in the wrong place: instead of college, they should be working in a gas station or something. H is one such student, and when he turned in his last paper, I seriously wondered if he was sober when he did it. Terrible. Illiterate. Incomprehensible.
Anyhow, I'm suffering from a lot of burnout right now, and decided that today's lecture would be about MY interests (and English composition as a way of expressing them), so I did a major thing with environmentalism. I showed them pictures of hellbenders. (Look THAT up!) Figured it was my own ego trip.
H went to the writing lab and said the lecture was really interesting—caught his attention and gave him something to think about.
Amazing!
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