Archive for August, 1995

TO BE LIKED

Went out a tad late this morning after debating with myself whether to go out at all. It was not inviting out there. Reinforced by a cup of hot, freshly brewed coffee, I did. As I ambled along the dark, slippery, drizzle-soaked streets this hurricane-threatened morning (sounds more dramatic than a saying a tropical depression), [...]

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WHY GO TO COLLEGE?

Not a good day yesterday. I was sitting in the student union savoring a cold Coke and sucking on a Tootsie Pop and dreading having to emulate a Mad Englishman and go out into the noon day sun that was creating a heat factor of 124 degrees! A student, an eighteen year od whom I [...]

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SNIPPETS

No walking today. No weather report. I was sitting here at my desk, quietly sucking on a Tootsie Pop, blowing an occasional bubble, listening to the mesmerizing soundtrack from _Les Miserables_, and reading some e-mail messages. Then, I started reading a message from a fellow traveler, a kindred spirit, a colleague committed to enhancing teaching [...]

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MY FAVORITE MISTAKE

Interesting walk this morning. Ignoring the dampening remnants of hurricane Erin, I was concentrating on my experiences with John (not his real name), a student who was in one my first year history class in the spring, 1994. He is what I can only call “my favorite mistake.” He reminds me that it’s damn easy [...]

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A STUDENT’S JOURNEY

Survival! That’s what was on my mind at first this morning. For six miles and 54 minutes, I felt like a lobster being steamed alive as I trudged through a clammy fog that was superheated by a 82 degrees temperature, 97 per cent humidity, and 95 degree heat factor–and the sun wasn’t even up. Having [...]

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