Finishing a writing class makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something. It reminds me that the work I do does in fact touch lives. I really love teaching. I really love impacting lives. I deeply enjoy interacting with students and seeing their writing grow and become a thing worth publishing. I’ve seen that with the work in this class. Not everything is ready yet, but everything I’ve seen has the potential for publication.
I got some great feedback about how I advertised the class as well. Students did not realize that they would get feedback and found that to be a very valuable part of the class. Here I saw it as a given. I’ll be making note to mention that moving forward.
This could also be my last class at that location. I am going to be looking to take a position there as a educational program director and I feel like that excludes me from being able to teach there–which sucks, but it allows me to reach out and find other instructors who can reach these students.
I’m pleased with myself for still creating classes and trying to develop good writing in the midsts of being so swamped with the semester’s work.
Some Thoughts:
- Speaking of swamped, I am starting to see the end of the rainbow here and that is a good thing. This semester is nearly over and I am grateful.