What’s that ball of fire in the sky?
My first "summer" course ended this past Thursday, and after grading a bunch of portfolios I got to go right back to teaching the exact same course again a second time. I love teaching dearly, but I signed up for these classes back before Dad died, and I’m beginning to worry that I need a break soon to help me recharge and take care of a number of things I’ve been neglecting these past few months. I only have a dozen students in this class,…