Fired

Leila

I parked my car in the relatively empty lot reserved for faculty of the university. I wanted to grab a couple of things and make sure I was ready for the start of a new semester. I was a planner and an organizer, and I always made notes throughout the semester about what I could do a little different to make my class even better.

I had reviewed the comment sheets that had been submitted by a few of the students from the first semester. Some of them felt like I was giving them too much information to digest. I wanted to find a way to make it easier for them to remember. I wanted everyone to love my class.

Each semester was a chance for me to try again. I loved the first day. It was always exciting for me. It was always a challenge setting the tone for a new semester. It was like getting a New Year’s Day twice a year. I loved seeing the new faces and wondering who was going to be the star of the class.

Hands down, Christopher had taken that title for the last class. I was goin