Notes on leaving the classroom behind
By Joseph Anthony
I have always—to a fault—followed Theodore Roethke’s advice in his poem The Waking “to learn by going where I have to go.” So here I am still inching my way forward—35 years in—my last term of teaching, excited and anxious and still a bit lost. I remember a student pausing on his way out of class several years ago and saying: “You know. At first I was confused, but now I see your plan.”
I wanted to call him back from the hallway.
Tell me. What’s my plan?