I’ve been somewhat dreading my summer course without realizing why. Today, as I was starting to set it up, I figured that out. The last time I taught a full course online was during COVID lockdown, and the process is haunted by memories of those claustrophobic/agoraphobic days. And the last time I taught during summer (even further back), I had some of the most persistently unpleasant interactions with students I’ve ever had in 30-some years of teaching at the college level.
A twofold problem with a twofold solution: remind myself that the future is not the past, and crank up the summer tunes. It’s working so far.
Meet the new bossa nova, same as the old bossa nova.
