Archive for October, 1994

WHAT BEING A TEACHER BOILS DOWN TO

There’s a nip in the air down here in south Georgia. It’s delightful. As I went out walking along the dark streets this morning, I didn’t have to think about wading through the humidity, inhaling the gnats, or waving off attacking mosquitoes. I probably wouldn’t have noticed them anyway because for the last week I [...]

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WHAT AN EDUCATION BOILS DOWN TO

It was last Friday. I was sitting with some first-year students from my classes in the Union, sipping a cup of coffee, sucking on a tootsie pop, and small talking about the rigors of adjustment during their first few weeks on campus. Somehow we got around to the seminal questions of why they were in [...]

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