Zoom Class

My Biblical School – year 3 – is being administered via Zoom. I can safely say this, because my instructor does not subscribe to these missives – I am a terrible student online.

First of all, I do enjoy having my entire kitchen table as a desk. Even when we met in person, I was always moving my stuff off of the chairs on either side of me and away from the center of the table. I let my classmates join me, even though it cramped my style. I’m a space hog.

I’ve got it all going on the table, books laid out, headphones in case we have guests, (never) and my personal bench, which doubles as a desk/bookcase/napping spot. The problem? I am in the kitchen.

I’m listening intently when I notice the refrigerator. Surely there’s a little snack in there? Then I look at the dishwasher. Might as well run that while I’m sitting here and it’s full? Glancing outside, I figure I might as well open the door and windows and get some fresh air? Actually, I could probably clean the entire house and safely make it through class. I’m muted and invisible the entire time. Only my name shows up as attending. I don’t even attend my proper time for class! I have been to the other time slots more than my own.

However, I force myself to pay attention and think of all of the young students dealing with this challenge. Maybe I’ll don my hats again and put myself on video for the next class? No, I’m going to put life-size Barbie next to me and pretend we’re both students.

God bless teachers and students.