02nd Jun 2009
jumping off a cliff
So I am sitting here, blogging for the first time in like six months — which means I have been too busy to sit or think or do anything. I’ve been busier than a one-legged man at an ass-kicking contest, as my BFF Joe would say. Too busy. Much. Too. Busy. I lost sight of things to such a degree that I landed flat on my back, literally, with bronchitis and threw out my back from coughing and the dr ordered bed rest. No computer even, for like four days. I. almost. died.
And now I am sitting in the back row of a training institute I am doing for 8 instructors and 8 tutors for a summer reading program for 150 incoming first year students. No — I am not kidding. The same summer the book is due and I begin teaching for the new digital lits program and my tenure papers go in, I get the opportunity to put together what I have only dreamed of, the opportunity to take my pilot version of what I think developmental education should be — built on student expertise, interesting content, and useful, authentic technology, and make it run. Right now.
I am terrified. It feels like there is so much riding on this.
So after reading this i visualized someone giving birth, scared, screaming, needs to breath so i found a page for you: http://www.amsa.org/healingthehealer/breathing.cfm hopefully this will get you through the coming months.
this is a great site! thank you — I think you’re right, that breathing is something I definitely need to do more often. It’s funny — you’re much more focused on physical health, so maybe working together will help me remember to be more thoughtful about my own. Just another way working together can help us both learn through this summer teaching experience, I think.