notes from the edge 11

Today was both a good karma day for the bus (I arrived at the stop to go to school and only waited 2 minutes, ditto for the afternoon). But it was also a bad karma day in another way. The morning bus driver considered stop signs to be a suggestion only, which was thrilling for some, I am sure, and either I pulled the stop requested wire too late for his taste, or misjudged, but I didn't get to get off where I usually do. I only had to walk back one stop, so it wasn't too bad, and I had plenty of time to spare this morning for class, but it was a cold, chilly walk all the same.

The last two classes in reference work have been strangely reminiscent of teaching. In fact, the activities and reflections that we were given to do are very like the work that I would use with students to introduce them to online and ready reference sources. Yes, the sites and texts were different, more the types of references used in academia, but the pedagogy and concepts are the same. Nice to know that there is transfer between the professions. Nice to find a comfort level, especially on a Friday.

Three assignments down, 19 to go!

Looking forward to the weekend,
Peggy