The Miller's Daughter

 Yes, I am a glutton for punishment.  I pray frequently that we can be useful in this beautiful part of the vineyard.  And it seems that when I pray most sincerely, a lovely assignment comes.  And every assignment that I have been given from the mission has been wonderful kind of a task for me.  Something that I enjoy doing.  Nothing like "sing a solo at the next mission conference."  They have all been things I actually relish doing.

However, each one has come with a deadline that is almost impossible for me.  

I have felt like the Miller's daughter in the story of Rumpelstiltskin. Like the young woman of story family, it seems like I have been given a monumental task with only the night ahead of me to finish up.

Having said that, each task has been stressful because of time restraints, but satisfying.  I now have a task that I thought would be a joy.  I still think it may be a joy.  But I am wondering if this time, I have bitten off more than I can chew.

It is about this Pathway course.  I have thirteen lessons to give over the next 14 weeks.  They are 45-minute lessons.  I assumed that I would have to learn Zoom a little more than I now know.  That is a plus.  

Today, I have been reading over the materials.  There is a whole program that I need to learn.  And I mean a WHOLE new program.  It is called CANVAS, and it will help in record keeping.  It keeps track of everything, if you know how to use it.  It will track assignments, quizzes, comments, announcements, questions from class members, cumulative grades and points, and on and on.  I dove into the tutorial, but it is not a simple tutorial.  

I opened one page, and found at least twenty links to other tutorials.  I didn't know where to begin! That was one page.

When I have taught in the past, I had the teacher's manual and supplementary reading.  I love the preparation!  For a forty-five minutes class, I could immerse myself in study for an hour or two a day, and then organize my thoughts, go to class and teach.

This is a whole new animal.  I started a tutorial for Institute teachers (20 lessons of an hour or more) and got through two sessions.  I think I found the lesson material that I will teach but I am not sure.

That was kind of my day.  I will speak to the man from France tomorrow morning.  I hope he can allay my alarm about diving into the deep end with few swimming skills.



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Erin said…
That is a big deal! Do you remember the talk where Elder Uchtdorf talked about learning how to use the computer? You are going to be great at this and be a blessing to these students!!! ❤️
April 14, 2021 at 11:44 PM
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