Um, nerd camp. We'll see.
Today is the first day of APSI (the "nerd camp" I'm signed up for). Last evening, there was registration, social hour, dinner, and a short meeting with the group-- I registered, I read in the courtyard for most of the social hour (I had no interest in the open bar sitch), and dinner was excellent, even though there's in excess of 300 people at this conference. The meeting with the AP Lit group went okay, although the instructor had not yet arrived. So, I assume we'll be doing introductions all over again this morning.
There is a HUGE book. I hope it is just a review copy of a text that can be used for AP Lit, and there's not going to be homework. I don't know if this is going to be a useful week or not, and while most folks seem friendly, most of them came with a colleague, so I'm just sort of sitting there. It's okay, though; I have no illusions of becoming fast friends with any of these people. I have little in common with them, at least for the dozen or so I've met so far. Most come from very large schools in other states, some are from private institutions, and all are gung-ho on the AP program. One woman proclaimed that it was great fun-- so much fun!-- to be an AP exam reader with 1000 other people on-site in a hotel this spring.
Um, nope. I would not find that fun.
We'll see. I'm not staying on campus, so I'm not part of the social events-- where, apparently, essential networking and cohort-building occur. That's quite all right. I don't hike, kayak, or run at 5:30. Or ever, really. The beer tasting and the bocce seemed fun, but meh, I can do that with people I like.
Not that I don't like these people-- I haven't really gotten to know them yet, but there are "types" in every group. I think I'll make a concerted effort to adhere to my goal of learning how to teach an AP class, and make it a priority to keep my mouth shut as much as possible. While they are all chatting about their trips to various European countries, I'll just drink my water.
Have a good day. I'm already looking forward to coming home. I miss my poetry family.
C
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