Had my first lecture yesterday. What an experience!

I was absolutely sure that it won’t be much like when I was an actual student at Seneca, but it turns out I was wrong. Turns out I felt exactly the same way as I did when I was a student.

It’s hard to describe that feeling. Perhaps a mixture of hope, excitement, anxiety, defiance, and timidity.

I had questions but I didn’t ask. So this is why my students don’t ask me questions even though I know they have them! I forgot what it’s like. I only remembered the exciting times of my BSD classes when I dared question or challenge the professor, but forgot almost completely the majority of the times when I didn’t.

Maybe one day I’ll figure out what I need to do as a prof to help students get past this groupthink anxiety.

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