The new semester's about to begin. I enjoy the Spring term a little more, anyway. To me it's not like starting all over from scratch; it's more like that break halfway through a program, and I half expect to hear an announcer say, "This portion brought to you by Downy" or something like that. (You know, like the soap opera shows my mother watched when I was growing up.)
This semester starts, though, with me having already given myself a bit of an edge. Toward the end of last semester, things just weren't working, so I decided to salvage what I could for the rest of that semester, and start anew in the Spring. That meant by Thanksgiving break, I'd pretty much retooled things to my liking for the new semester -- revised my policies, written new lesson plans, and generally done a lot of things that, fortunately, I was smart enough to act on when the ideas came to me. My syllabi were pretty much written by the time the Fall term ended.
The net result? The week before the new term begins was quiet, and all I really had to do was e-mail my syllabi to the support office for duplication.
We'll see just how smart a move this was this week, because the mad rush begins a new. Starting, as always, with a wild and wacky week of late registration, students wanting schedule changes, and first meetings of courses.
Truly, the fun never ends.
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