Granted, there's entering grades that isn't so fun all the time, but I think more than anything else I just love being surrounded by my heros and role models.
So if anyone sees me coming out of the English pod with a silly grin on my face that's why.
One of the projects I'm working on is going through one of the professor's blog entries and finding his "Morning Thanks" to make into a devotional.
He started this ritual a couple years ago mostly to keep himself writing. Eventually though, it turned into consciously making an effort each morning to record a blessing he's struck by on that particular day.
Imagine for a minute a girl hunched over her computer, maybe a little drool dripping off her chin, and giggling to herself randomly. Yup, that's me reading through these things. I love this guys writing. I love his teaching. If I could be him (the female version) I think I'd be pretty happy with life.
Anyway... in an effort to keep writing, as well as deliberately think of the many blessings my God has bestowed on me, I've decided to follow suit.
One minor difference: They'll be my "Evening Thanks" since I love my bed too much to drag myself out of it any earlier than completely necessary.
Here goes nothing:
Today I'm thankful for standardized testing. Never thought I'd utter the words, but it's true. Assessment day means one thing, and one thing only to most of the campus: no classes.
So after two hours of skimming through math problems that could have literally been Greek for all I knew, and really only trying on the reading and writing sections (English major, through and through), a couple of my roommates and I went out for lunch at a local bakery where I ate more than I should have. It turned out to be a beautiful, if somewhat windy, spring day-- perfect for a bike ride. I got some homework done, had a great dinner with my roommates, and worked on a story for the prof that inspired this entry.
Assessment day rocks.
And so do inspiring teachers.
Until tomorrow...
And so do inspiring teachers.
Until tomorrow...
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