Done

Okay, Cindy, you can rest easy. I've finished my paper and posted it. On time.

I like this class much more than the last one I had to stumble through. This one's about human growth & development, which is something I'm actually interested in. The last one was entitled "The Art and Science of Teaching"... but because I am not motivated to teach based on this noble and vaporous notion of myself or my calling, it was extremely difficult to then motivate myself to write about the "art" of teaching or the "science" of teaching. Teaching is something I do automatically, not something I think about much. I think about the subject matter I'm teaching, and I think about the recipient of my teaching and what would help them successfully learn that subject matter, but I don't think about "teaching."

I'm sure there's a classification for this way of thinking amongst the Piagets and the Banduras and the Freuds and the Maslows and the hosts of other learning theorists, but it's past midnight and I don't want to spend any more time pondering it right now. I'd rather ponder the coolness of the sheets and the softness of my feather pillow.