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Nov. 5th, 2007 11:51 amThe unexpected joys of a public holiday...
Because Melbourne Cup Day was only declared as a public holiday at the last minute, my evening class is happening. My students and I are happy about this, but there are certain issues that have to be addressed.
1. The uni staff had to drive 20 miles in the middle of a busy work day to get me after-hours keys to the building.
2. I have to stand by the front door to let each and every student in, though the classroom is upstairs (and what happens if someone is late?).
3. The busses are running to Sunday timetable and at least two of us are coming by bus. The student who I know for certain is coming by bus catches a 34, which runs once an hour on a Sunday. My bus is every twenty minutes, which is better, but still cuts into my Melbourne Cup party. (and the busses stop 20 minutes before my class finishes - oh, the luminous generosity of the government in calling a public holiday in the middle of term!**)
4. Several of us will be tipsy because Melbourne Cup lunches that finish with the Cup are being replaced by Melbourne Cup parties that start just enough before the Cup to place bets (in my case, chocolate coin bets).
5. I need to find a brand new class exercise to allow for the staggered start (since I can't be in the classroom and at the front door at the same time) and will be adding to the state of inebriation by bringing hypocras (one bottle or two is my burning question).
6. It's quite possible that several us will be wearing silly hats that we've forgotten to take off after our Melbourne Cup celebrations.
7. I am a responsible teacher and will not lead my students into drinking games. In fact (after we finish with horseracing) we'll be looking at legal systems and possibly Brundage on the Church's view of sex. Very sober and serious. Except it may be hard to remain serious with the Church's views on sex on the whiteboard and a glass of hypocras in one's right hand. I might need to prepare teaching notes to get me through this.
8. Lists go in ten, so I need an 8. Maybe it's the difficulties of carying hypocras and teaching notes in my backpack without them mingling inadvertently.
9. I am going to get a bad, bad reputation for merry classrooms after tomorrow. Many of my classes have food, but only a few have alcohol, so this isn't fair. And the real problem is the champers that people will have drunk in the afternoon, not the hypocras from the evening. I think that the moral of this story is that anything that seems like a good idea is really a terrible one. My students are looking forward to the hypocras, though. One suggests I serve it by the thimbleful. This sounds like it belongs in a Narnia tale.
10. I hope my Wednesday morning students don't have to face a jaded and bewildered Gillian*.
*They won't, because I really don't drink much. Lists go in tens, though.
**Update - one of my students lives near me and has said she will drop me home. Whew!
Because Melbourne Cup Day was only declared as a public holiday at the last minute, my evening class is happening. My students and I are happy about this, but there are certain issues that have to be addressed.
1. The uni staff had to drive 20 miles in the middle of a busy work day to get me after-hours keys to the building.
2. I have to stand by the front door to let each and every student in, though the classroom is upstairs (and what happens if someone is late?).
3. The busses are running to Sunday timetable and at least two of us are coming by bus. The student who I know for certain is coming by bus catches a 34, which runs once an hour on a Sunday. My bus is every twenty minutes, which is better, but still cuts into my Melbourne Cup party. (and the busses stop 20 minutes before my class finishes - oh, the luminous generosity of the government in calling a public holiday in the middle of term!**)
4. Several of us will be tipsy because Melbourne Cup lunches that finish with the Cup are being replaced by Melbourne Cup parties that start just enough before the Cup to place bets (in my case, chocolate coin bets).
5. I need to find a brand new class exercise to allow for the staggered start (since I can't be in the classroom and at the front door at the same time) and will be adding to the state of inebriation by bringing hypocras (one bottle or two is my burning question).
6. It's quite possible that several us will be wearing silly hats that we've forgotten to take off after our Melbourne Cup celebrations.
7. I am a responsible teacher and will not lead my students into drinking games. In fact (after we finish with horseracing) we'll be looking at legal systems and possibly Brundage on the Church's view of sex. Very sober and serious. Except it may be hard to remain serious with the Church's views on sex on the whiteboard and a glass of hypocras in one's right hand. I might need to prepare teaching notes to get me through this.
8. Lists go in ten, so I need an 8. Maybe it's the difficulties of carying hypocras and teaching notes in my backpack without them mingling inadvertently.
9. I am going to get a bad, bad reputation for merry classrooms after tomorrow. Many of my classes have food, but only a few have alcohol, so this isn't fair. And the real problem is the champers that people will have drunk in the afternoon, not the hypocras from the evening. I think that the moral of this story is that anything that seems like a good idea is really a terrible one. My students are looking forward to the hypocras, though. One suggests I serve it by the thimbleful. This sounds like it belongs in a Narnia tale.
10. I hope my Wednesday morning students don't have to face a jaded and bewildered Gillian*.
*They won't, because I really don't drink much. Lists go in tens, though.
**Update - one of my students lives near me and has said she will drop me home. Whew!