I don't know

In one of my classes, only three people have interacted (out of 20) with the material I have put online.

No one has e-mailed me asking for connectivity help. I suppose if they have zero e-mail access (not even on phones) they cannot. (Wait. Let me try calling my voice mail box...Nope. Campus voice mail box is empty).

One of my colleagues reports a number of his students have accepted full-time jobs at places that are hiring, and apparently think they can earn a whack of money now and do class stuff in their "free time"

Or maybe none of my students in that class care. I know attendance was crap when we were meeting.

I am just very discouraged this morning. Maybe I DON'T push myself extra hard to go over and above for this class then.

I think in the end I may just give everyone a D unless they have earned a better grade, and figure they can convert that to a "pass"

We probably should have just said "Sorry, we are closing 100%, let's do over the semester come fall" and let everyone rest. It's killing me to work so hard and hear crickets.

If I had some other good way of earning a living after this was all over I'd just quit and go do that. But teaching is ALL I can do. So I'm doomed, probably doubly doomed because even if I DO keep my job I won't be able to retire on the schedule I had already set because my investments are all in the crapper.

Maybe we need to start a Land Army in this country and hire people to pick the fruit that is allegedly rotting in the fields (as per a news story this morning). I would go and pick fruit in return for minimum wage and a bare minimum amount of fresh food at this point. I want fresh fruit so much but I have none on hand and am afraid to go to the grocery store, even with the mask on.


I always said that if reincarnation were a thing, I'd politely turn it down - one go through is enough for me. But I don't know. If I'm going to spend several years of my 50s trapped indoors and afraid to go do things, maybe I would ask for my ticket to be punched a second time.


I desperately need some real human contact (like a hug) and yet it will be months if not years before that's allowed. I hope I make it that long.