This morning I was standing in an urban classroom teaching the political ramifications of death for Westerners as viewed through a Japanese lens. In a few hours, I will be.
There are days when I wonder why I even got out of bed. In teaching, these days can sneak up on you when you aren't ready for them. For me,.
I rushed around this morning trying to find my nice shoes, print out a copy of my lecture notes, grab the textbook, and wolf down something so my stomach wouldn't.