Thursday evening was the last class and final exam for Social Work Practice. The pace of the class has been a bit hectic. It was an intensive that met twice a week, three and a half hours for seven weeks. If I had taught the course before it might have been OK. I know the subject matter, but have not taught the course. It was intense to try to get power point presentations and lectures ready twice a week for a class that meets for three and a half hours while still wrapping up stuff from the previous semester since there was no time between the end of one term and the beginning of the other.
Even though I know some of the students have been frustrated, they have been good sports about the intense schedule.
Last night they gave me gifts--a very cool Ugandan outfit and a carved map of Uganda. I will cherish both, more because of the thought and sacrifice that went into the gifts. I took a bunch of pictures of the students and will post them when I have a faster internet connection--like the day after we catch up on our sleep once we get to Chicago.
One of my students, Sarah, was a bit distracted during the exam. She told me that her fourteen month old daughter was in the hospital. The doctor is concerned that the little one might have meningitis. Please keep the baby in your prayers.
Well, we're in the middle of packing and a bit crazed.
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