I just sent my grades in for my courses. This is always a good feeling. It's a bit sad to part ways with students, but it also feels good to wrap up a course and move on. I taught four courses in a shortened semester (April to July). There was a two-course sequence in American Studies, a course on Academic English for students not majoring in English, and a Philosophy of Language course. I also had two clubs that met every Wednesday, an English Club and Philosophy Club. I got a lot of great contact time with students and some faculty as well who attended the English Club. Not all of it was a walk in the park, but we got it done. One problem was a lack of classroom space. After some investigation, I found an available room in the "pre-fab" area (pictured below) which I could use pretty much all day to meet with students, so this helped greatly.
One of the great things about teaching is that the relationships with the students can always continue. I know that I still often think about teachers and lessons imparted. As we approach our departure date, that's one thing that is starting to dawn on me: I can continue working with these students and my colleagues here as well. For a while I have felt a lot of pressure to finish up all the projects I conceived of before I left. Now I am realizing that not everything can be finished in 9 months, and that much of the work can be done remotely. The relationships will certainly continue, I hope. This gives me much solice as I want to remain a part of the Anglophone Studies Department here. I am not ready to remove myself from it entirely. I have more work to do here with research and thesis supervision, and I want to keep doing it. This particular part is undeniably coming to a close, but it's not the end.