Last night R and I attended our seminary Christmas function.
In December, the students celebrate the end of the semester; in January, the academic and admin staff celebrate the start of a new term. I was surprised and honoured to receive a gift from my dean for having been an adjunct instructor for five years already. (Time flies, eh?)
I enrolled at the seminary in 2000 for an M.Div. degree; graduated in 2003; and began teaching my first course in 2004. Now it is my privilege to teach four (compulsory) courses: Basic English; Research Strategies; Christian Classics (my favourite); and History of Western Civ.
My history-loving spouse helped out as my consultant and technical advisor last semester. This year he has decided to enrol in a Master of Arts in Military History (specialising in World War Two). He enjoyed being my co-instructor and grew more comfortable in front of the class as the semester progressed.
At the staff supper, my colleagues and I had a splendid time solving a mystery involving the theft of a black cat ... and a widow's mite.
Northern Lights Southern Cross is a Canadian immigrant’s journal. My spouse and I have been living in Alberta for twelve years now, and this rugged landscape has become our home. These entries describe our journey through the days...our random thoughts, our lofty dreams, our faltering steps, our bright hopes. Please join us for a brief sojourn or an entire season.
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