I know you’re all waiting with bated breath to see how my first day of school went. Well, it was uh, actually it was kinda weird. I had one class and two tutorials. The good news is that all my teachers seem bright, articulate and actually seem to have some intelligence to share.
The really good news is that one of my teaching assistants is about my age. It was the tutorial I was going to try and switch but I’ve now changed my mind because she seems very good. I’m a ‘mature’ student. I guess I like ‘mature’ teachers too.
The weird part comes from just being back at school. When they say you can’t go back they weren’t kidding. I felt old and sort of silly being there. The prof. actually had to explain to some one the difference between a colon and a semi colon. A few of the kids were using their laptops to surf porn sites during the lecture. I wanted to bang a few of their heads together and yell at at them about the cost and privilege of being there. I didn’t, but I wanted to. What can I say? I’m old enough to be many of these kids mother.
I also came away thinking that I can do all this. The kids, the house, the hubby and the course load looks almost manageable. I feel well, not good but soothed and calmer then I did going into the week. I might be okay with this.
Of course it also helped that I came home to a note posted on my door from the cleaning lady who works across the street asking if I need any help. That is a nice thought.
Two days in and the kids and I haven’t hit the homework yet. Maybe I’m being a little too positive but I think I’m going to spend the weekend living in my little bubble of optimism.
Reality can wait until Monday morning.