Exhilarated, yet exhausted:
First in-person teaching in two years.
Substituted in two classes today.
I have missed working with students in the classroom.
By the way, I was able to pull out my 1991 notes--yes, 1991, from grad school--for teaching June Jordan's powerful essay, "Nobody Mean More to Me than You and the Future Life of Willie Jordan" from 1985. And, in preparing to teach an essay that I hadn't taught or reread in 30 years, I realize that I have learned quite a bit in all that time, and I am much better at getting the students to see what matters and how the nuances support what matters.
Also, Jordan makes all that easy
A fun, fine day.
