Hey guys,
A couple of weeks ago, I was walking out of class when one of my teachers from last year hailed me in the hall. She pulled me over and asked me what I was doing that evening. I nervously answered that I had practicum for being a writing fellow and would be done around 6:45. She told me that her family was going to be having lamb for dinner, and that I should come over after practicum and eat with them.
I grew up in New Zealand, where lamb is an extremely popular dish and something that we traditionally do extremely well. Though I hadn’t had this teacher since last fall, she remembered that I had grown up in New Zealand and thought of me when her husband had told her they were having lamb. Teachers like her are the reason I came to McDaniel–they legitimately care, and they are legitimately excited to get to know their students and hear about their lives.
My professor has two daughters who are sweethearts. They’re a lot of fun to talk to, and being daughters of an English teacher, they have great taste in books. The whole family is very genuine and sweet, and I really enjoyed being able to spend time with them.
Ema
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