
My ink bottles stay at home
For the first time in my teaching career, my class was interrupted by a question about fountain pens.
A student - we’ll call him Arush – whose fountain pen had run out of ink during his own class, knocked politely in my doorway. Apparently, Arush asked to leave his own class when his Sailor ran dry. He asked his own teacher for permission to find me for more ink.

Prior proper planning prevents … something
My rotation of favorite pens and inks continues into this week, with one change. The goal this week is to have many options for detailed accent notes. Accenting involves notetaking my personal interpretations of an author’s point or a lecturer’s argument.

Journaling and the art of forgiveness
Journaling is one of my favorite hobbies. It’s writing that I do for myself. Reflecting on my days helps me to keep a healthy context on my teaching – and to remember the bigger picture amidst the day-to-day dramas of putting 300+ people together in a building. Journaling is self-care.
And this week, journaling simply didn’t happen.

Broad(er) nib city
I cleaned quite a few pens this week. The rotation of currently inked looks quite different from last week’s little family. And good thing. This week’s work is far more variable than usual.