The first week of the fall semester is in the books. It was All Right. I enjoy teaching, and most of the time, I think, that joy comes through. In any case, I am always so pleased to meet my students, and they usually seem pleased to meet me too.
A few of them were less than thrilled with my new electronics policy, and I expected that. But I tried to frame it for them as I see it myself: as a way of carving out, in a culture of constant surveillance and instant critique, a block of time and a corner of space where they have room to think, room to question, room to consider, to speculate, to ask or to answer, where they can give one another room to be wrong, room to learn from mistakes and leave them behind.
I also discussed another new section of my syllabus, a brief passage I added to my section on “Participation and Professionalism”: