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Today was my first day teaching. I'd been holed up at home recuperating until today so that I could have as much energy as possible for the classroom. It always amazes me how tiring a few hours teaching can be. Although I've had a relatively easy life compared to most people I know, I have worked enough "hard" jobs -- moving heavy plants in a nursery, working twelve-hour shifts in a file conversion, running a printing press and cleaning it up with myriad chemicals afterwards, organizing and executing complex events with hundreds of attendees -- to know that teaching should seem easy. But it invariably leaves me drained in a way that much longer shifts at those outwardly more difficult jobs did not. It has something to do with being on display, I suppose, as well as the pressure that comes with having to lead. There are probably other factors too. I'd try to enumerate them here, except I took one of Kim's migraine pills a half hour ago and am now drifting into a ergot-enhanced visual space that transforms the computer screen into an instrument of torture. One thing I will say, before closing, is that I was also amazed how rapidly my lips chapped today despite drinking two liters of water. Teaching is hard on the lips anywhere. Here in Tucson, though, it results in the same extreme effects as lying on the roof in the hot sun for several hours. What's that about? I mean, I understand the physiology up to a point. Yet it seems like there should be a way to take in enough fluids to prevent the dessication that have turned my lips into the signature dish of Tucson's oldest Mexican restaurant.

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elizabeg From: elizabeg Date: January 13th, 2006 06:21 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
I have my first day tomorrow. I guess that means I should find us something to close-read since they have a paper due in no time AT ALL.

Yay grading.
cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: January 13th, 2006 07:16 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
I have a class with 60. It was supposed to be 40, but 20 more got added today. There are so few classes this semester that I felt it my duty. That means only one paper, though, since I'm not grading 60 papers more than once on top of everything else. I'll have midterms instead.
frostedfuckhead From: frostedfuckhead Date: January 13th, 2006 08:44 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
try teaching little kids, haha. keeping a room of 2 year olds interested in english can be pretty fucking draining.

some magazine listed the best jobs to have in 2006 and professor was up there. i'm sure you can google it.
cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: January 13th, 2006 02:41 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Because we have volunteered in Skylar's classrooms for years, I have a good sense of what you mean. And, yes, it's exhausting. I'm not complaining, just saying that the teaching itself is draining relative to how many hours it involves.
hollsterhambone From: hollsterhambone Date: January 13th, 2006 07:03 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
You made me laugh.

I'm addicted to Burt's Bees lip balm, and while it cures the dried, meaty-feeling of my lips, it also makes me a slave to Wild Oats.

I can never drink enough water here.

Teaching is way harder than heavy lifting.

I thought of you when I taught my class today. I gave my students some photocopied blurbs from Sensational Designs and one of my students asked me about whether or not I thought Tompkins' words about popular fiction applied to popular fiction of today, not just the 19th century. I said "yes."
cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: January 13th, 2006 07:15 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Yes, indeed! I don't want to become a lip balm addict. It's definitely a gateway drug.
hollsterhambone From: hollsterhambone Date: January 14th, 2006 03:34 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Yeah, from there you might go to wrinkle cream or something. Watch out for those peptides and antioxidants.
chefxh From: chefxh Date: January 13th, 2006 04:50 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
one presumes you mean El Charro, though the carne seca is better at the relative newcomer El Minuto.

damn, you just made me really hungry.*grin*
cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: January 13th, 2006 08:20 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Indeed. I don't think that much of their food, but I like that they've been doing it since the 1920s. I could use some beef about now, myself.
From: e4q Date: January 14th, 2006 03:43 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
1) teaching is tiring because of all the giving of the energy
2) teaching is dehydrating because of speaking louder than normal

that's my tuppence worth - but you have it in two points instead of pence
dlowestanimal From: dlowestanimal Date: January 14th, 2006 03:49 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
This is one of the better descriptions I've ever read about a day of teaching in Tucson. The marathon-like exhaustion and dehydration (despite drinking amply) had me nodding my head in knowing agreement. I had to stop nodding because my chapped lips were hurt by the motion.
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