porch with a view (scene from Penn)
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
It's only a snapshot. It was taken on the run. It's not art, but it's what I love—this Penn campus and the students it shares with me. My city beyond.
Do you want me to tell you how it feels to listen to my students lead the critiques of their classmates' work? Never a cruel word but never a less than honest one. An impossible balance? Not to them, it's not.
I call them my kids, to whomever will listen.
I claim them as my own.
Do you want me to tell you how it feels to listen to my students lead the critiques of their classmates' work? Never a cruel word but never a less than honest one. An impossible balance? Not to them, it's not.
I call them my kids, to whomever will listen.
I claim them as my own.
2 comments:
Oh, to be in one of your classes...
Gorgeous
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