My classes are 4 hours long every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday nights from 4:30-8:30. And despite some hopeful thoughts of them letting us out early, they keep us the ENTIRE time.
My Philosophy of Education class is a long class (brilliant - I know I didn't need to tell you that!). However, my teacher is a cute old man who reminds me of the world's greatest grandpa. He cracks himself up and tells a story after everything. It took him an entire hour to take roll tonight. Why? Because he kept on distracting himself with his stories. He then calls on you to ask you what you think about what he's said. The first night of class "Karl" (that's me...it happens all the time - the "i" looks like an "l" and so suddenly I become a man named "Karl") was called on regarding what
Let me tell you: it's. going. to. be. a. looooooooong. 8. weeks.
I'll leave you with a picture of who my professor resembles:
I'll be back tomorrow to share some fun from my sewing class :).
The weekend's ALMOST here...YOU CAN MAKE IT!