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Cali and I have completed our first semester as professors and are looking forward to spring semester.  With the holidays, School Dayz is taking a winter break along with our universities and students, but we will continue to post in other categories.  Don’t think that you cannot still end up on Academic Probation! So now, we will share.

On the first day of classes, I strolled on campus in a new dress, perfect hair, Gucci shades, carrying my Louis Vuitton briefcase ready to conquer academia!  I walked into the classroom and a six-foot female student gave me the side eye and said “You bout to teach something in here?”   Astounded, I answered “Excuse me, yes I am about to teach a class.  This is the school of communications.”   I enunciated every word perfectly to combat this bad English attack.   She rolled her eyes, grumbled and walked out of the room.   I was relieved that she wasn’t in my class and was only passing through.   She completely rattled me.  All of my moxie disappeared instantly.

I stumbled through that first class and the first week, losing my voice by the end of it.  By week three I had regained my bearings, my voice, and hit my stride. Although there were still several bumps along the road to the end of semester, like me bringing the wrong attendance sheet to class or my battles with the projector, I’ll give myself a B+.

My semester ended with hugs from my students, chocolates, complaints about grades and relief from me.  Oh and that core shaking student, is nothing like that first impression. She’s actually delightful and a very talented articulate producer.

Air Kisses,

Professor Diva Mac

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My first day was somewhat similar minus the shades since I teach at night. However, I do wear shades at night (but not in class) to keep my youthful look-lol! I walked into my first class and immediately knew this was the place for me. The students were attentive and looked me up and down as if to say, “she’s teaching this class?” as my age probably startled them. I guess they were looking for the older “nutty professor” but not the case here.

I remember one of my students saying, “Your necklace is pretty; your birthday is in August?” I responded a quick and little nervous “Yes, and thank you.” As the semester progressed, I quickly learned the “personalities” of each class: the first class was my strongest and enjoyed learning; the second class were my comedians; and the third class was the serious class and it took a little more to make them laugh or smile. I learned several lessons along the way, with the most important lesson being: I was also a student. They taught me about character and humility.

As Professor Mac indicated, the semester ended with gifts, hugs, complaints about grades, and remarks about how they overcame public speaking by taking my class.  All in all, like Professor Mac proclaimed and President Obama recently indicated for himself, I too, give myself a B+. There is always room for improvement and the journey has only just begun.

Smooches,

Professor Diva Cali