For the Semester to Come
I could say many things about my first experience as a professor at Quinnipiac University. We are about to complete the academic calendar for the fall of 2015. I loved teaching this class. The vision and concept of the class fits perfectly with my experience, expertise, and preparation. I had the opportunity to join a great faculty and to make new friends in the process. I am proud to say that I had the chance to be the professor for a fine group of freshmen who I’m sure have a great future ahead of them. I’m pretty sure I’ll see them again. I was granted the opportunity to teach in the spring as well, and to join a great group of academic advisors. I am sure this is going to be another fantastic experience.
Now that the class is almost over, as an instructional designer I evaluate the processes and results, and the overall sequence and presentation of the class. I don’t only evaluate the performance of my students but also my own. I look through each lesson and how they connect on each phase towards the final product. This is also preparation for the semester to come. I moved lessons around on the calendar with the intention to build a solid foundation in the development of self-regulated, lifelong independent learners.
I hope my students have all the success in the upcoming years and that my participation at this stage of their lives had some significance. I also hope the next two groups are as exceptional as this one. I guess it is going to be almost inevitable to compare all other experiences and groups with the first, but in a good way. I can’t deny the mix emotions as I see these students go. It is a melancholic feeling, but at the same time I am happy for them, and I wish they look back at the experience with gladness, as I am.
One of Those Weeks
Have you ever had one of those weeks? You might know what I am talking about here. There are weeks when a lot of things decide to happen together. Last week was one of those weeks for me when so many great things happened together that I am still trying to recount them all. I am so thankful for each one of this blessings. Among all those blessings, I had the opportunity to teach three nights, three different subjects: basic computer skills, painting, and sculpting. Of course, on each one many other teaching opportunities came along. My wife says that no matter what I am doing I find the chance to teach something. I can’t stop myself from teaching something, because I learn through teaching.
Being an educator is a challenge but it is also an amazing blessing. It doesn’t matter what the subject is. In ancient Greece the concept of subjects was technically the concept of branches of practice but it came from the three of knowledge and had to be connected to its trunk and rooted in practical life. Subjects were not isolated concepts. Specializations, so to speak, had a purpose in service. Switching subjects was a continuum. Math and music could be having a discussion together, and philosophy could assist the conversation inviting science to share its point of view while a poet put to rhythmic speech the historical account of the piece of art being created with the brush or under the chisel.
I see knowledge as one unlimited supply of interconnected events, points of views, interpretations, results from experience and experimentation, explanations of our surroundings, assumptions of what we don’t know based on the things we do know, and abstract descriptions of an idea. As I explained to one of the participants: “Everything we see, hear, and say is an abstraction of an idea”. Letters are the abstraction of the idea of a sound that we translate into a symbol, but that sound itself is an abstraction of the idea of that particular sound. Objects are abstractions of ideas producing symbols we get attached to. The object perish, and the symbol changes its value based on time and context, but the idea remains. Sadly, humans attach themselves to so many perishable abstractions instead of taking hold of the idea. Even more so, we often forget to rely on the source of life who put the idea into visual and palpable realization with just speaking.
On that thought, I begin my week still in awe and spiritually refreshed after witnessing how 43 individuals made a profession of faith last night through baptism at City Church. It is such a fulfilling experience to hear each story towards transformation. It is also great to share this experience in community with a bunch of strangers that become family in Christ. This week we just began can be one of those weeks too if only we focus on being thankful, on keeping the faith with patience to see the fulfillment of the promise of God.
April is almost coming to an end but there are still things to do and classes to teach. I continue the computer class at The Literacy Center of Milford, and if you are missing on all the fun of the painting and sculpting parties, we are going to be sculpting at The Grove in New Haven, Friday, April 24. The events for the month of May are listed also so you can RSVP with time. You can also request private sculpting and painting parties, as well as art lessons.
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