I Love School!

When I was in first grade, I refused to skip school to go shopping with my mother. I have always loved school. Tonight was the first night of class in a while- I took last semester off to focus on coaching and teaching. I came home after class got out ten minutes late very happy- and, of course, exhausted.

I love grad school because the classes have, so far without fail, made me think. This class is called Intercultural Communication and I am taking it as a required course. I chose it this semester because I had hoped I'd learn something that would help me out with this tough, diverse group this year. I already had some 'Aha!' moments in class tonight when we were discussing the experiences of minorities. That moment hit me when I referred to 'minority' as solely a race/ethnicity issue as opposed to the many other instances in which people deal with being a minority. More on this issue in the future... I have a lot to say about Utah.