June 11, 2002
I think teaching is in my soul. I do it best when I’m not thinking about it, right when I’m in the thick of screwing around. Not ten minutes after being chided for making fun of a 16-year old for being worried about a lab safety exam, I engaged him in a “lightning round” of quiz bowl, where the “scores could really change”. I’d like to believe that the way he handed my ass back to me was a big help to him in passing, but it wasn’t- he would’ve done fine without me. This time it was my lesson.