Sometimes it’s so hard to tell.
The beginning of a new semester is always tricky, but especially when you’re sick (still? again? who even knows at this point).
I have a new bunch of students in Creative Writing this semester, and it’s about half the size of last semester’s class–and 80% male. This is the first time I’ve had enough kids sign up to teach it twice in a year, but with the smaller group I suspect it’s going to be a very different experience. Last semester had a lot of humor and several big personalities, and this semester seems like mostly silent students.
But our first unit is Creative Nonfiction, so I’m looking forward to having them write and design their own Six-Word Memoirs.
I just killed like an hour looking for the one I designed on Canva, but have now given up on that. My six-word memoir: “Learned more from teaching than school.”