I'm teaching less this term. Which is both a blessing and a curse. The blessing is that I'm not, 100%, on the go. The curse is that I have to fill my days with stuff.
The stuff part is relatively easy. I've got the freelance job going on and will be transitioning into writing and building coursework as well as white labeling and branding and a few other things. Which is exciting. Though I wonder at what point I will find a solidly established place to call home.
However, as an adjunct Assistant Professor of English (often teaching a full-time-plus load), I was asked to attend a mandatory (and, apparently also, multiple-times-reinforced) faculty meeting during the middle of a re-accreditation. Or is this the beginning? Not sure which way. Could go in a lot of directions. The accreditation team is here for two, long days and this evening wanted to talk to a group of us.
So, a group of them sat down with a group of us (sadly, about a 1:1 ratio) and asked poorly worded probing questions that resulted in primarily yes or no answers. This led to some follow-up or, in different cases, the need for very specific clarification of academic policy, which I am (unfortunately???) versed in and, eventually, leading to a variety of potential deep-pit quagmires that may or may not cause additional questions to be asked of people.
I shouldn't be allowed in meetings for something like four reasons. The first twenty-eight of which are: I don't know when to be quiet and when to speak.
If something interests me or needs correction, I totally Hermione Granger it and shoot my hand into the air with the intent of setting the record straight. However, after a few minutes, it became clear that I could couch many of these statements in phrases like, "On the academic side ..." and then explain the non-intricacies of how things are done.
My favorite (read least) was in questioning 'academic freedom," which I seem to be granted in spades. I show a lot of success and my students come back. Sometimes, I think, to see what kind of insanity and craziness I'm going to pull. There's a sense of enjoyment to being slightly unpredictable and with the reputation for being a bit on the crazy side. A sense. Though, there are days where that reputation gets more in the way than allowing me to actively engage students in the learning process.
Oh, the burdens we bear.
Oh, the struggle and something something something.
I threw in three 'somethings' out of a lack of knowing what to write. You can add the true phrase in if you want. Well, suggest one in the comments. Those are always nice.
In any case. Or, in a case where the beverages are cold and the participants beer commercial hot. You know, impossible.
Anyway, if there are any problems with different things, it will be my mouth that gets us there. Just saying.
Now to be done with the nearly insane train-of-thought prose I've just typed out.