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Tuesday Time to Tackle: Education Week Planning

Every year, Brigham Young University holds  Education Week, where thousands of adults and teens from all over the world come to attend classes, hear performances, and generally be inspired.   I attend as often as I can, and I will be there this year.  

OK, so it wasn't taken at Education Week, and it's nowhere near current, but it was taken on campus!


 In late June, the course catalog was posted online.   Now I get to pour over it and decide which classes to attend.  In the past, I have attended courses about topics as varied as Abraham Lincoln, teaching piano, the history of the LDS church in Africa, the Dead Sea Scrolls, financial planning, and home organization, to name a few.  

While at-the-door registration is an option, I like to sign up ahead of time.  Although I register for the week, I do not have to select classes ahead of time.  It's simply first-come, first-served, and if a class is full, I just move on to another class.  In reality, the classrooms are huge, and most of the time if a classroom is filled, BYU has overflow rooms set up, so the class can be viewed life via video.  Most of the time I have been able to get into the classes I wanted to attend.  

Often, though not this year, my mom will attend with me.  We spend hours deciding what to do, then change our plans several times.  Which classes we plan and which classes we really attend are never completely the same.  John and my dad get a kick out of the number of phone calls my mom and I make as we try to figure out our schedules.  Even though my mom isn't going this year, I'll probably still discuss my schedule with her. 

"What do you know about this teacher?"

"What do you think about this class?"

"When in the world will I take my lunch break? There are too many classes I want to take!"

Oh, the "problems" of planning!

What fun plans do you have for the rest of the summer?

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Thanks for BYU for holding Education Week, and for the hundreds of presenters and thousands of classes from which to choose!

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  1. It sounds like an event not to be missed - enjoy!

    I don't have any pressing plans for the summer, but I do hope to attend a fiber fair in Salt Lake City.

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  2. I love learning -- any kind of learning! Sounds like you are going to have a wonderful week and how great that you and your Mom CAN so easily stay in touch even though she can't be there.

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  3. Sounds like fun! We have a big reunion with my family in Aug and are deciding on activities and FHE lessons and we have to cook a big dinner once during the week for everyone, so trying to decide on that, too! Have fun! Who are you going with this year? Maybe one year we could go together. :-)

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  4. LOVE the new look on the blog :)

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  5. How exciting . I hope you have a great week.. as for us just a little laying out in SPI that is South Padre Island which is 30 min away... nothing big. LOL

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  6. I LOVE taking classes!! So exciting to make the choice (of which there are ALWAYS too many to chose from), get the syllabus and start learning! I am currently taking an archaeology class and am LOVING it and my next two start early in August. I can't wait! Have fun!

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  7. That is awesome...I wish we have something like that here. Enjoy! So far no plans for the summer!

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  8. I never heard of this before, and my brother and his wife lived there and went to school there! What a great idea. It sounds like lots of fun while learning something new.

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