Highlighters: green, blue, yellow, orange, and pink. Check.
Three-ring binder with printed-out manuscript. Check.
Lecture packets on how to write fresh, use rhetorical devices, and assess my writing for weaknesses using a rainbow-colored system. Check, check, and check.
I am so excited to meet Margie, to hang out with fellow writers for the next four days, and, most of all, to learn!
I love school. From kindergarten through college through law school, I adored exploring new subjects and acquiring the skills needed to think about old subjects in a new way. But just because I’ve graduated doesn’t mean my days of study have to end.
This morning, my son asked where I was going this weekend.
“Class,” I said.
“What?” He scrunched his eyes the way he does when I tell a particularly funny joke. “You mean you’re going to be the teacher?”
“No, honey,” I responded. “I’m the student.”
“But you’re an adult! You can’t be a student!”
“Of course I can,” I said, ruffling his hair. “I plan to be a student all my life.”
A good student. A punctual one. Which means I’d bet
ter get going before Margie rings the tardy bell. Wish me luck!
While I’m making the mad dash to class, please share. How do you feel about learning? What was the last class you took? Would you rather be student or teacher?