An interesting evening
Aug. 6th, 2009 11:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gina_r_snapeTonight was my last Thursday class and I really did like this group of students. It's funny, I taught the same course on Monday nights but the dynamic was so profoundly different. I liked some of them too. But I really bonded with my Thursday class.
This was one of those occasions where I could feel on a deep level that I'd impacted their lives. They will walk away with a greater appreciation for policy and politics and social justice and the importance of policy in their own professional development. And we liked each other. There were so many warm fuzzies going around and it was genuinely fulfilling. Under the right circumstances, I really come alive when teaching. I tried to process with them what they'd learned and what they would take away from the course. But it turned into a "Gina love fest" of sorts. They told me I made policy relevant to them. Some of them were more politicized than ever. Some of them expected to hate the course but instead found this to be one of their favorites. They liked my teaching style. They liked what I did with Blackboard. They liked my hand outs. They liked my humor. They liked my passion and sense of fairness. It was overwhelming, and probably just what I needed at the end of a long and difficult semester.
Afterward, I joined the birthday party mentioned in my last post. Nice people, but as I suspected I didn't really fit in. S'ok. I'm glad I went. One funny thing happened. After dinner the group went to a dive bar and as I was leaving some random woman exclaimed that I had fantastic cleavage. And it wasn't a pick up line! Completely out of nowhere. No idea who she was, just that she was a bit taller, much younger and much blonder than I. And apparently, checking out my girls.
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snapecast folks insist my cleavage got us a free bottle of wine at Portus. Maybe I should have stuck around the bar a little longer tonight. :o)
I also had a good interaction with the doctor who comes to the shelter, which was a relief after the tensions from last week.
I guess today turned out to be a good day to be Gina, after all.
This was one of those occasions where I could feel on a deep level that I'd impacted their lives. They will walk away with a greater appreciation for policy and politics and social justice and the importance of policy in their own professional development. And we liked each other. There were so many warm fuzzies going around and it was genuinely fulfilling. Under the right circumstances, I really come alive when teaching. I tried to process with them what they'd learned and what they would take away from the course. But it turned into a "Gina love fest" of sorts. They told me I made policy relevant to them. Some of them were more politicized than ever. Some of them expected to hate the course but instead found this to be one of their favorites. They liked my teaching style. They liked what I did with Blackboard. They liked my hand outs. They liked my humor. They liked my passion and sense of fairness. It was overwhelming, and probably just what I needed at the end of a long and difficult semester.
Afterward, I joined the birthday party mentioned in my last post. Nice people, but as I suspected I didn't really fit in. S'ok. I'm glad I went. One funny thing happened. After dinner the group went to a dive bar and as I was leaving some random woman exclaimed that I had fantastic cleavage. And it wasn't a pick up line! Completely out of nowhere. No idea who she was, just that she was a bit taller, much younger and much blonder than I. And apparently, checking out my girls.
The
snapecast folks insist my cleavage got us a free bottle of wine at Portus. Maybe I should have stuck around the bar a little longer tonight. :o)I also had a good interaction with the doctor who comes to the shelter, which was a relief after the tensions from last week.
I guess today turned out to be a good day to be Gina, after all.
