Writing is Hard
I did not realize how little I wrote as a teacher, until I wrote the first post for this blog.
I majored in History in university. This entailed two things: reading, and writing. Yeah, sometimes there was discussion and presentations, but if you were to make a pie chart of how I spent my time, that slice would be the size I should take during Thanksgiving, rather than the slice I actually do. Most of my time was spent pouring over primary and secondary sources at the library, and writing about what I read.
So, when I sat down to write that first post, I faced the uncomfortable realization that teaching entailed little writing, and that my writing skills had deteriorated as a result. It was far harder than I remembered.