Frosh

I've started teaching freshmen this year for the first time since student teaching. It is kinda awesome. They will do anything and everything I ask them with such relish for life and just plain freakin' breathing it will bring joy to your heart.

It's also a pain in the ass.

These kids want to share any and every little thought in their tiny little brains, no matter the pertinence of the story. I've done a pretty good job feigning interest, but it's very difficult at 7:15AM when they start coming in and just watching me do anything I do. It's like I brought my dog to school, actually. It's not like, really, it is bringing my dog to school.

During one of my freshman classes today, a girl asked me if I got tired of listening to or saying, "That's really interesting!" to freshmen stories or connections. I looked at the class - silence.

"I never really say 'that's interesting,' have you noticed?"

Sorry freshmen. I love you. Really, I do.