I think there were maybe 13-14 kids in the class. It's been awhile. I'd forgotten that it was a once-a-week class and went back and edited my post above to include that. I only lasted one semester, even though invited back. And it was a LOOOOOONNNNNNNNG drive, about an hour-and-a-half each way, down the freeway - and that was on random days when traffic was favorable. It really was exhausting.
And there were other aspects that made me appreciate teachers, too. As I was going through the official procedures to get credentialed, EVERY STEP OF THE WAY required paying a fee. After awhile, I grew tired of hearing the constant response "and there'll be a fee..." or "then you'll need to pay another fee..." and I found myself wondering how-the-hell many of these fees am I going to have to cough up before I actually reach the finish line and can actually start actually planning an actual class schedule? And I got paid. But not much. Didn't cover all those fees I paid out, or the papers and copies of stories and other supplies that I brought into class - that I paid for, myself, to augment the class.
But the good part was - two of my students were interested enough in the subject that they went on from there and found jobs in local media. One of 'em stayed in it for a couple of decades!
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