Your story took me back to those few precious years when I was an adjunct professor at a nearby university. Evening sessions with students who worked full-time along with Vietnam war Veterans. They made everything rewarding because they really wanted to be in class. I miss all this. Thanks for sharing.
I've had a few teachers who were memorable like that. One was my 6th grade teacher (the second time around) and two from HS - who were actually related - a nephew & uncle. Education and good teaching seems to run in that family! I think Sheila will know who they are as we were in HS together. They all made learning fun and interesting - and class was never the same old same old day in and day out.
Your story took me back to those few precious years when I was an adjunct professor at a nearby university. Evening sessions with students who worked full-time along with Vietnam war Veterans. They made everything rewarding because they really wanted to be in class. I miss all this. Thanks for sharing.
...because they really wanted to be in class... ah, yes!
I've had a few teachers who were memorable like that. One was my 6th grade teacher (the second time around) and two from HS - who were actually related - a nephew & uncle. Education and good teaching seems to run in that family! I think Sheila will know who they are as we were in HS together. They all made learning fun and interesting - and class was never the same old same old day in and day out.
I love that word!
I bet Beach Girls' students feel the same!