Nearly a month has gone by without any new posts, despite my recent statements about blogging in earnest. I'm finding that teaching writing classes not only involves lots of time grading papers but also focuses my interest on writing. I'm actually writing a lot in various journals and notebooks, but not focusing in the short run on material I want to post here. We'll see what develops. Let's just say, my cessation of blogging is not due to deterioration of my health. I might be back soon. It probably depends on how spring unfolds - wildflowers, lizards, interesting insects, etc., usually fire me up and prompt me to keep my camera batteries charged.
I have been teaching since 1965 and have recently joined the English Department as an Associate Faculty member at Feather River College. Recently taught Nature Literature in America and am currently teaching Interpersonal Communication and Basic Reading and Writing.
In academia, we talk about metacognition. Even spell checkers don't recognize the word. Maybe that's why it exists - sort of like a secret handshake. One of my sons knows well how I wrestle with the ups and downs of trying to teach college students to think. He finds images and statements like these two during his late night net surfing and forwards them to me. I don't know if he thinks they'll help my teaching, or if he's just trying to tease me. Ignorance is not "bliss."
Speaking of brains, is there hope for people who sport bumper stickers like "Keep the government out of my Medicare"? Probably not. I think that on my early morning walk up to my office, I will go slow and pay particular attention to the Ravens, Grey Squirrels, Oak Treehoppers, and much else that lies along the path. That always restores my hope.