I told students last week that I was leaving the University. After our last class today, a big, tough-guy student handed me a letter. It read, in part:
“…the two classes I have taken with you have taught me more and invigorated me more than all of the journalism classes I have taken here. I could literally feel myself learning and it was exciting. …thank you for trying your hardest to make me a smarter person. Your time here has touched me and many others too. Again, thank you.”
I get a lot of messages like that. It almost balances out the low pay!
I will miss these students. Though I don’t spend time with them outside of my professional duties, they’ve made up most of my personal contact and interaction now that I live alone again. I also have some real characters in these classes! They make me laugh. This has been a surprisingly good year.