After each of my two final class sessions yesterday a student came up to me, shook my hand & said "Thanks." Others waved & said "See you around" as they exited. Much appreciated. Half-way through the semester I thought all my classes were going badly, but I made a few changes & two out of the three turned around & ended well. I won't finish grading until next week, but I'm already organizing my classes for next semester. In twenty-five years as a teacher I have never taught the same class in exactly the same way -- I always change a text, or shift emphasis, or come up with new writing assignments. Next semester is going to be a challenge: for the first time in many years I will be doing three separate courses. Our normal teaching load in three sections (9 hours) but usually that is two sections of a lower-division course plus something else, but because of changing curriculum & staffing issues, I volunteered to do a big survey course & two upper-division literature courses, one of which will be small enough to run as a seminar. Shouldn't be too bad as long as I stay organized (organization not being my strong suit). Final thoughts on this semester: I had several really talented students -- the kind who always keep me on my toes -- but the ones I appreciated most are those who -- with more or less ability -- made a steady effort to engage the material. Those are the students who will see me through another decade of teaching.