I remember this sentence from my early days in Wheelock's Latin. It translates (roughly) to I have to go back to work.
I'm not dreading it, though. Today is the Great Hearts Summit. That means that the teachers in the Great Hearts Network get together for a lecture, lunch, and seminars. I get to lead a seminar on Aristotle (excerpts from the Physics, to be more exact).
How could I be depressed about going back to work with Aristotle there to comfort me?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
7 comments:
It's not as bad as the saying "I have to go back to school." hahaha!
Um... do you really want me to answer that? I'm glad for your optimism, though.
Did we not read Physics in that one book club? The book club to end all book clubs? The one that started it all? Or did we read his Psychics?
I think we read Plato, not Aristotle.
Come to my teat of distinctions, and succour ye shall find -
I'm not in your class! T_______T
That just means you have....The Fink.
Post a Comment