Last week of classes. Not gonna lie — can’t wait for this semester to be over. I miss my students’ bright faces and interesting conversations, but switching to a poor simulacrum of online teaching mid-stream has been a tremendous strain all around, especially when my own executive functioning skills are pandemic-impaired.
But on the plus side, I’m about to go into a week of my post-colonial lit. students doing personal history presentations, which is going to be a great way to wrap up the semester. Some of them are talking about coronavirus, others about immigration, wars, etc., Looking forward to seeing what connections they make between their lives and larger historical events.
And quite a few of my students in both classes have chosen to do a mutual aid project instead of a final paper, and it’s just tremendously sweet, hearing how they’ve been reaching out to support their communities. I’m planning to ask permission to put together an anonymized list of what they’ve done, to share with you all.
