I mostly slept well too, although I had an anxiety dream in which somehow I had to take a big test on the first day of school, and all our babysitting fell through, so Kevin and I were scrambling to try to find someone to watch Kavi then. He says that if that ever actually happens, he can take Kavi in with him and teach his class wearing her in the Bjorn; I don't think I'd want to try that myself. Maybe when she was little, and mostly slept -- at this point, I think she'd be really distracting, both for myself and for the students. I bet she'd be constantly trying to grab the chalk out of his hand. I guess if it were an emergency, it's better than cancelling class. I don't know. :-( Hopefully it won't come up.
Today I'm re-reading another book for class, Making More Waves: New Writing by Asian American Women. At this point, the bulk of the syllabus is set, and I'm looking for poems and other short pieces to sort of fill in the corners. Try to represent a few more ethnic groups, a few more viewpoints, that kind of thing. The course is going to be shuttling between historical grounding and various aspects of identity politics; the challenge is going to keep it from seeming chaotic to the students, I think. In my head, it all actually does fit into a pretty coherent sequence -- or rather, set of sequences. That's the problem, really -- the overlapping non-congruent sequences. In part because different ethnic groups came to the U.S. at different times; the issues of fourth-generation Japanese-Americans were very different from those of immigrant South Asians, both in terms of cultural history and generational concerns. A challenge, but an exciting one. I'm simultaneously thrilled to be teaching this class and just a little tense and overwhelmed by how much material there is to cover. It's a good place to be, I think. The students should get an energetic teacher, which is always good for them.
But hey, in the course of prepping this, I learned a new term for what I am -- apparently, I can be referred to as generation 1.5 -- born in another country, but mostly raised here. Not really an immigrant, not really the American-born generation. Fun. :-)