Well, we’ve come to the end of the road–at least for this particular class and semester.
We’ve been through an experience this semester that has been challenging, frustrating, and, for many of us–if not all–depressing. All of those emotions (and any I haven’t mentioned) are totally valid. I’ve had conversations with many of you over the semester, and during each one I’ve tried to say (however awkwardly) how awesome you are and how impressed I am with you. Even if I haven’t spoken to you one-on-one, I still want you to know I think these things about each of you. Seriously.
I hope all of us will have a chance to catch our breath for a moment when this semester is finally closed and let ourselves feel strong in the knowledge that we’ve survived a moment of unparalleled time in recent history. It’s not over–not by a long shot–but we’ve weathered some serious shit thus far.
I’m honored to have been able to facilitate your creative writing. Writing is obviously a passion in this class. I’ve laughed, shouted, and smiled with pride as I’ve read your journals, posts, and major writing assignments.
I want each of you to continue writing. Writers share thoughts that define a time–any time–but this is a time I think history will want to study.
I also want each of you to keep in touch. I’ve loved running into my students in the halls of City Tech long after they’ve been in my class.
I have one more writing assignment, which is detailed on the Assignment page. It’s very simple and easy to do. It’s a letter to students next semester who are going to take this class.
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