Howdy, folks. I’m posting this from Long Beach Island, New Jersey where my family and I are spending the week. We rented a house with, among the many amenities, a wireless connection. I’m drawing a ton of comics in this new sketchbook I bought that I’ll probably post here in upcoming weeks, despite the fact that none of them have anything to do with teaching.
I thought I’d take this week to post a couple more old comic strips I did back in 2008. They’re not the best comics I’ve ever done, but they’re notable in they really show the genesis of the past year’s worth of teaching comics… and hopefully they’ll inform the year to come as well. I’m guessing there’s a very slim amount of folks out there who are interested in such things, but I’ll take the chance.
This comic was drawn sometime in the first month and a half of my teaching in Ohio:
This kind of thing still drives me crazy, when someone will hijack a meeting to pontificate about their own greatness as an educator to the expense of both the momentum of the meeting and the patience of those stuck in the meeting. I’ve known a lot of people who do this and honestly… I get why it’s done. You want to get the word out there. You want people to know you’re a good teacher who thinks about their craft. It makes sense. I just don’t have time for it.
I drew this in a sketchbook and didn’t ever expect to post it. There’s no backgrounds. It’s very shoddy. I drew it more as a reminder to myself NOT to act this way in meetings, but there was something about it that I liked, even the cussing… which is something I don’t normally do in my comics. I liked the confessional aspect of the strip and I guess this was the first step down the road toward doing the types of comics I’m doing now.