For the last few days, I have not been well. So it has been impossible for me to write posts. There have been perturbing events in my life and these have triggered a rather severe episode of fatigue. In 1976, I caught a flu from which I never fully recovered. It was the onset of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Most of the time, I can manage this limitation sufficiently to write blogs and, if not assigned an unreasonable workload, it did not prevent me from being a productive university teacher. However, I did not have much of a social life. There wasn’t enough time.
My students often told me that I was the only professor who realized my course was not the only course they took. Obviously, I was pacing myself, which turned out to be helpful to my students. I also prepared my classes long before I taught them so I would always be ready. Would that I could have made better use of the internet. During the years I taught, the internet was not what it has become.
I always taught at least one language course and invited students to do the exercises contained in their textbook so I could tell whether or not they had understood. I did not give them a grade for these exercises, because it was practice. All were corrected and returned the next time I saw them. It was useful feedback and a form of communication with each student. Students who did not understand received private tutoring.
Yesterday, I started writing a blog on “Cupid and Psyche,” a “digression” in Apuleius‘ Golden Ass, but I could not finish it. It will have to be more concise.
Love to all of you.
MichelineJoseph Haydn (31 March 1732 – 31 May 1809) “String Quartet for Strings“ Micheline Walker 4 August 2013 WordPress Head of a Woman from Behind François Boucher (Please click on the image to enlarge it.)
Hope you are recovering. I enjoy seeing the fulsome figures in the art work. Makes me feel I would be a suitable size and ideal subject for painters of yester year 🙂
The standards have changed but not necessarily for the better. I know men who prefer a wife or partner who has a little flesh. A man who takes his wife to a fine restaurant to celebrate an important event, such as an anniversary, does not want to eat dessert alone. Usually, the waiters also bring you a basket of bread, my favourite food. A small piece of bread will not put weight on most individuals.
I am very slender and will grow into a “little old lady,” but that is me. That is how nature made me. But, I put cream in my coffee and butter on my bread.
I am glad you enjoy my rubenesque figures. Yes, I am feeling better. I thank you for asking. Fortunately, I have learned to live with CFS.
Thank you dear Gallivanta. I hope you enjoy this new week.
Thank you Fran. Love, Micheline