I don’t talk a whole lot about grad school on here because…well, because my blog is my happy, safe lala-land place where I don’t have to cite my primary sources or think too far ahead. But I thought I’d take a minute to talk about how thankful I am for school. I love my school. I love learning. I love teaching. I love my faculty. I love my students. I love my tiny mailbox in the corridor. I love my desk in the office. I love my stacks of library books and the bigger stacks of ungraded papers and my goofy student id photo. I even love the chilly early morning hike from the parking lot to my classrooms. School has been a great place for me to grow and figure out who I am, what I value, and how I can best serve my community and make art I care about at the same time.
But people…writing the modern drama paper I’m turning in today was like…well, it was kind of like this:
Every woman becomes a slave to…the paper that wouldn’t die.
love, elizabeth
It's great that you love school...would be fun to hear one of your lectures!!
ReplyDeletei love college too.and you're right.the papers won't die. i'm on my final research right now!!! (crossed-fingers)
ReplyDeleteBAHAHAHA! The title of this post made me laugh! Hang in there!
ReplyDelete♥Janette, the Jongleur