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School Days…

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. 

3 thoughts on “School Days…

  1. Oh, for the good old days when you didn’t have to SEE what the guys were thinking about in class. Scary, this generation. When they’re not walking and talking on their cellphones, they’re having conversations, like, so inane, like, that your head will nearly explode. And there’s the complete ignoring of anyone over 25. Until the group project, when suddenly you’ll be popular, since you’re obviously such a KEENER and might do all the work for them! But trust me, you’re that bright spot for those teaching assistants who recognize gold when they see it.

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  2. Back to school, huh? I can’t imagine.
    You SHOULD bang those porn-surfers heads together. It would probably do them some good.
    Oh, and don’t feel bad about the semi-colon/colon thing. I just found out a couple of months ago that two spaces at the end of a sentence had become obsolete. Who knew?

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  3. I felt like that when I returned to school at the ripe old age of 25. It felt like nothing more than a meat market, only us “older” students were paying attention to anything other than our clothes or reflections.

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