Hello, *sniffle*, I'm your TA
Today I had my first tutorials of the year. So, because I rarely escape Murphy's Law, I woke up with a wretched head cold.

I went ahead and trooped out to Erindale anyway, since it would be awkward to miss the first class when I don't even have contact information for most of my students anyway. The classes went well, considering that my nose wanted to drip every time I looked down. In previous years I've taught first year students, but these ones are all second year and above. One of them even has a Ph.D. in English literature; she's just taking the course for fun. As a result, the quality of the discussion was significantly higher than I was expecting. This is definitely a good thing, but it will keep me on my toes.

I hope all this competence doesn't mean that the final exams will be free of goofy errors. One of the perks of a History TAship is being able to keep a collection of funny things that students have written. It would be a pity if I don't find anything to rival "Montezuma sent emissionaries to the Spanish" or "As beaver stocks declined, the Huron turned to hunting other skinned animals."