After a very stressful check in with the business office, and an even more stressful trip to the bank, I snarfed down a really small crepe and ran off to DSPT way up on top of the hill for my Historical Methodologies class with Dr. Deena Aranoff, which rocked, but as I am not a Doctoral student, I felt like my intro was lacking the vocabulary, so I said as much. I felt that honesty was the best policy within the cohort, and it worked.
I get to teach my first grad course in a few weeks, when I take on both mentioned classes as the "instructor". Talk about throwing me in the lions den! For some reason I am not afraid of this endeavor, if I can teach 9 and 10 year old's without falling apart, I think fifteen doctoral students will be a breeze. As for my future, I still have not ruled out doctoral studies. Have I talked about this yet, if I haven't I apologize. After all, it is the season of the apology ;)
The book end to a fabulous morning class is, you guessed it, a fabulous evening class. None other than the world renown Rev. Dr. Herb Anderson for Pastoral Care. Our role playing was pretty intense, right before the end I had to sit and stare into another man's eyes for 2 minutes, then close my eyes and think about what he looked like and what his characteristics were from just looking him in the eye. The exercise was truly eye opening, as I learned a lot about myself as well. I had to slow down and really see Patrick, that was his name. And the best part was that a classmate took me to the Bart after class which ended by 10:00 pm.
Now I am super tired and have to head to bed. I hope that you stay tuned to this blog to follow my adventures in grad school. Both at the GTU and hopefully soon at ALEPH. Keep your fingers together!