I have a very full load to carry this semester and everyone thinks I can do this but me. Guess I need to get on the train with them, eh?! Last night was my first night of class in the classroom (since all other classes are online) and I have to tell you I was pretty nervous almost to the point of wanting to throw up. But as my wonderfully brilliant daughter (whom I called to get a pep talk from) told me, "if you puke now, that tuna salad sandwich you had for lunch will not be pretty the second time and you will stink. Not a good first impression, Mom." TOLD you she was brilliant! I did not throw up the tuna. I went in to class and for an hour and 15 minutes I listened the Professor talk about World Lit and what she expected from us. She was cool. She had an accent from the Caribbean thrown in with a bit of British. I have to tell you, I read the chapter we were to read AND if you were to ask me to tell you what I read, I would have to shoot you. It was in one eye and forgotten. The Professor made this subject come alive, fun and I wanted to read it like she was telling us about it. Drama, Love, Soap Operas, etc. I sure hope I can, that will help writing all those papers she wants us to do.
Yes, when the hour was up I was breathing normal and left for home. I have tons to do for all the classes and if I organize myself I can do this...yes I can.
Now, for my oldest daughter's advice (see this post for that blog)
SO...there you have it, my first day of class. I survived, I was fine, it will be OK. Breathing again.