I’ve got my schedule for the next term at TCC!
I had thought, toward the end there, that I might want to take a semester off – and I may do that in the summer – but I find I’m really looking forward to getting new classes and starting again.
Unless a class gets cancelled (and I never hold my breath because, even though I haven’t been employed at TCC for very long, it’s been long enough to know that nothing is set in stone until the first day of classes), my schedule looks like this:
On Mondays, I teach a public speaking hybrid class from 11:10 to 1:00. This class will have an online component that will need to be completed by Saturday at one in order for the students to get the full course credit hours.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I’ll teach another section of public speaking from 8:40-10:50. Then I’ll go back to the school to teach a Foundational English course – which is, essentially, a basics of grammar class – from 3:50-5:15. This course was added to my schedule late last week in a series of voice-mail messages from Joe; the entire arrangement was really quite funny.
I’m going to spend a part of next week getting ready for the classes, which begin officially on the 9th of April. I’m feeling very confident about both courses I’m teaching – I’ve taught them both before and kept not only my notes from those classes, but also all of the materials – and am looking forward to the new term. Also, Organic Mama is teaching sections of the same courses, so we’re going to be giving each other ideas and materials all semester long. I’m almost sorry for our students.
Really, my only concern is about the kid-care situation for the 3:50-5:15 class; when Mr. Chili is away on business, I’m going to have to find someplace to stash the girls while I’m working. Fortunately, Organic Mama teaches a class which ENDS at 3:50, and has graciously offered to take my kids from me, as I’m walking in and she’s walking out, and take them to her place until I’m ready to come to get them. I’m very much hoping that I won’t have to take her up on that offer too often, but I know for sure that I’m going to have to rely on her at least a few times while Mr. Chili is in the deserts of New Mexico. Sigh.