First Day of Classes

Classes officially started for me today. Overall, the day was fairly uneventful, so I’m not 100% sure it’s even worth noting on the blogosphere, but here goes. I think the most significant event was that I tried to use the smartboard (technically, we have ENO boards) in front of a class for the first time. There were some…uh…glitches caused by user error. But, the students got a good chuckle when I told them that I needed to come in and write my name 100 times on the board. Writing with the smart pen apparently is not my forte.

It’s looking like I’ll have 30 or 31 students. All the rosters lined up except for missing one student. I used to try to analyze so much on the first day of classes. Now, I figure it’s a day to make intros and hand out syllabi. Friday is the day I really want to analyze because that’s when the students get to start talking, and I’ll be able to check out the class dynamics then. I do know that my Intro to English class of 9 students was really quiet. They’re going to have to loosen up a little. I shall coax them out of their shells — and then most likely in 13 weeks, I’ll wish I could put them a little bit back in  their shells 🙂

The writing center has it’s first appointment scheduled for tomorrow. I’m glad to see that we’re hitting the ground with an appointment in the first week. I hope business picks up quickly. Our space is so sweet, and I want to see students enjoying it.
And, totally not school related, I ran across a Bible verse while reading The Land Between that I think is worth mentioning. I read it the other night, and it’s kept running through my mind. To be honest, I’m still not thrilled about the whole break-up. It’s a big old mix of reflecting on the I-wish-I-could-have-done-that-differently moments, the disappointing knowledge that someone else got hurt by my actions, and the wrestling with the what do I do now questions. But, in the unlikely book of Exodus, I came across this reminder about the character of God. God knew his people weren’t in a good place in bondage in Egypt, so he came to Moses, who God was about to unleash as a mighty rescuer, and said, “I have indeed seen the misery of my people in Egypt. I have heard them cry out because of their slave drivers, and I am concerned about their suffering” (Exodus 3:7). I don’t have slave drivers; I like my job. But, I do feel stuck in the middle between where I’ve been and an unknown of what I’m supposed to do next. And, it’s good to know that I have a God who sees, hears, and is concerned about me.