So I just ran into Rachel from last semester’s 11h class – one of the very few shining lights in that class – she said she and the gang of people from my classes that are in her class with Dr. H this semester really miss me. Seriously she really was one of about 2 or 3 people tops in that danged 11h class that were worth anything and were actually fun, etc. (my sometimes slightly skewed perspective notwithstanding, as per the entry about EN et al) and really it’s a miracle they even liked my class because I really let my bad attitude get the best of me with their section.
Anyway we had that weird thing happen where you both start to move to hug and then you don’t because neither person knows if it’s OK and everything. With students in particular this happens to me on occasion for some reason (wacky since I don’t really know how come they develop such endearing feelings towards me, even the ones that I know like the class, etc.) and if they’re no longer my student there’s no reason not to hug as long as you can tell both people are feeling huggy; anyway afterwards I almost always regret not hugging the person because if you both get such kick out of seeing each other as that then holy cow you should hug “hello” already!
So there.
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