14 more hours

To mark:

Student honor society initiation tonight. In honor of the end, I was the guest speaker, something I never do otherwise. Tearful. I’m leaving. A plea from the president of the organization not to leave teaching. They feel a little bit abandoned, but I fear I have not been a good example and am afraid that they see just how badly frayed I am around the edges.

Lent began Wednesday. “Perhaps my God, though he be far before / May turn and take me by the hand, and more: / May strengthen my decays.

Frenz’s post made me teary this morning, too. To reflect upon soon.

Mr. Armitage, whether you know it or not, you, the narrative of your career, and the quality of the work you deliver consistently all offer inspirations to keep going.

Just shot, Lucas North (Richard Armitage) steers himself and Connie James (Gemma Jones) through the entrance to the London Underground on the way to uncover the location of the “rain from heaven” sleeper in Spooks 7.8. Source: Richard Armitage Central Gallery.

Fourteen more hours, gotta get the last papers graded. Please G-d.

~ by Servetus on March 11, 2011.

35 Responses to “14 more hours”

  1. Blessings and hang in there, Servetus. And thank you for helping me through my bad day yesterday. *hugs*

    Funny, but I was just watching Mr. Armitage back in his pony-tailed days dancing in “Cats” and feeling amazement and delight and wonder wash over me once again. So much talent and grace and beauty and excellence in one man. He inspires so many, many people and I am truly thankful he came into my life via RH and BBCA . . .


    • I’d love to see RA dance routines, haven’t seen one yet. Can I order this “Cats” version of him thru Amazon UK? … or it is from You Tube? In pony-tails … now that’s another sight to behold. Thanks


      • Tedgirl

        If you click on the bolded “Frenz’s Post” above in Servetus’ post, it will take you to RAF’s blog post with the videos from that 1994 show rehearsal. The quality of the video is not great, but it’s still very easy to pick up which performer is our lovely RA and very impressive, seeing him dance. Yes, a sight to behold!


    • me too. I want to write about this. Something about seeing that post on the morning of a day that was bound to exhaust me made me think about the potential of youth, and take heart, at least for awhile.


      • I really did find watching those vids incredibly uplifting, and at a time in my life when I really did need it the most. It reminds me of why I love the arts so much and cannot imagine life without them; it also made me wonder how Richard felt as he danced. Sometimes, when I drsw or sing or even write it’s almost like an out-of-body experience. It’s–transcendent, for lack of a better word.


        • you see now what he meant when he said he was working incredibly hard in his Cats understudying and then was frustrated when he didn’t get a regular role. He’s obviously a talented dancer.


          • It had to be a bit heartbreaking for him. I’m no expert on dance, as I find it difficult to walk and chew gum at the same time some days. But I’ve seen enough good professional dancers in my time to know he indeed had plenty of talent. Knowing what a disciplined and driven individual he is on top of that talent, I have no doubt he gave it his all. However, musical theater’s loss turned out to be acting’s gain for stage, television and now the big screen!! Perseverance paid off, my boy.


  2. This post made me a bit tearful. I wish I could have been there tonight to support you and cheer your service to this group. And just cheer YOU.


    • I missed you! On the upside, friend and colleague the former Cambridge professor lent me Little Dorrit.


  3. Hang in there….Letters to a Young Poet quote:
    “Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions”

    Rainer Maria Rilke


    • Thanks. Do you know “Herbstzeit?” It’s also about needing to contemplate …


      • As it appears to be in German, no of course not, silly rabbit…;)


        • Sorry, I obviously wasn’t very awake. Here’s the Robert Bly translation:

          October Day

          Oh Lord, it’s time, it’s time. It was a great summer.
          Lay your shadow now on the sundials,
          and on the open fields let the winds go!

          Give the tardy fruits the command to fill;
          give them two more Mediterranian days,
          drive them on into their greatness, and press
          the final sweetness into the heavy wine.

          Whoever has no house by now will not build.
          Whoever is alone now, will remain alone,
          will wait up, read, write long letters,
          and walk along sidewalks under large trees,
          not going home, as the leaves fall and blow away.


          • Very lovely poem. However, to me, this speaks of fall preparing for winter, barrenness. I see a different perspective..spring, everything new, undecided…still a very lovely poem and I thank you very much for the translation. Peace.


  4. Prof, the inner rumblings in your emotions, mentally & physically might just be the prelude to the “Resurrection” on Easter Sunday. Have faith…have inner strength…there’s happiness at the end of the rainbow! Cheeers


  5. Saying goodbye is always difficult, even if you need to and have chosen to part. It will take time for the goodbye’s of friends, colleagues, and students to go from sadness to happy memories. But you’ll soon go on to happier times and better things and new people and that will make all the difference.

    I prescribe a heavy dose of Richard Armitage for you this weekend 🙂


  6. The questions can form the most significant part of our existence. It is the journey which is the challenge and the element that informs character growth. I’m certain that those students to whom you have been a mentor in their process, will miss you immeasurably. But the student must also accept that the mentor has his/her own life, and must move on at some point to refresh and get on with the personal journey. A lesson for the student, too.

    Good grief, waxing pseudo-philosophical here, while I prefer to deal in seeing the absurdities (such as a personal romantic obseesion with a British actor of considerable talent, not to mention his other assets). However, there is a time to move on, to explore and regenerate. As you have given intense thought to the decision (no impulsive reaction here), I’m certain it will prove to have been the best possible one.

    Slainte! And courage!


    • I keep telling them that (a) I’m not dying and (b) eventually they would have graduated anyway and found other role models.

      They gave me a goodbye “speech,” and it was really lovely but also painful to listen to. They probably also didn’t realize what such extravagant praise might have sounded like to the other faculty there — a potential implicit criticism.


  7. Dear Servetus,

    The end of an era is always the beginning of a new one, either adventurous and outgoing, or deeply quiet and humble.
    What you may feel like a lost at this time will end up as rich memories, bringing you strength at the end.
    What you have brought to your students in terms of knowledge might not stay, but the caring and concern you have put into your relationship with them will always remain. And that might be the most important message you can leave them.

    Thinking very much about you and whishing you the very best.



  8. @Zibiline,

    You got it spot on. Whilst every thing a teacher imparts in the way of factual knowledge may not stick with a student as the years pass, the caring and concern a teacher displays for those students is NEVER forgotten.

    I say this both as a former student and former teacher.


    We know our prof has put much time and thought into this decision. I believe she is on the verge of her next great adventure–much like a certain British actor you and I tend to obsess over. 😀


  9. It always seems so unfair that there’s no change without loss – so we can’t even move from an unsatisfactory situation to a better one without it hurting.

    But your skills and insights as a teacher will transfer beautifully to your new life servetus. Just look what you’ve done for us lot!

    Ann Marie, that’s a fabulous Rilke quote, and so appropriate. Will hug it to my heart for when it’s needed.


  10. Blessings on you my dear as one chapter in your life closes. I am positive that you will never be forgotten by those you have taught. Good teachers never are!


    • That’s why I;m trying to tell her, Audrey. I know I still hold my best teachers dear to my heart–and am happy to claim one of them, my wonderful, wonderful art teacher and mentor, Priscilla Davis, as my dear friend today and fellow Humane Society volunteer and board member. She continues to influence my life in so many positive ways. Even those I no longer have contact with and those who have passed away are still part of my life, because of both the things they taught me in class about their subject matter and the things they taught me about Life.


    • Yes, I don’t forget the people who taught me. I think the issue for me is that I never saw at that time exactly the price they paid for what they were doing …


  11. Teacher- a wonderful but very difficult profesion. My great grandfather was a teacher of phisics and Latin,he provided free tutoring in our house.
    Students of my grandpa(mostly boys)were interested in phisics but equally in cakes and jams of my grandmother.;)


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