Reflections on a Mad Course
On the first day of the second semester, I remember it being extremely cold outside, which heightened my anxiety around meeting my last class of the day. Up until this point, I had only ever taught writing courses to first-year and upper-class students. These students were going to be different. The majority of them would be English majors, and by default, would be looking forward to the content. Maybe, I thought. Once I entered the room, I let out a half smile as I noticed all 20 students. I was met by many with the same kind of half smile.
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