But wait, there's more! Yesterday, with the help of the invaluable administrative assistant, I found the link to the recording of our session so that I could send it to the class. One student in particular was having trouble hearing and since an automatic transcript accompanies the recording, it seemed like just the thing to fill in the blanks.
The opening interchanges were somewhat surreal--like a lesson in a foreign language--or Waiting for Godot.
Me: Good. . .
D: I can hear you. . .
N: You hear me. Here I am. I hearing. See you. Do you see me. . .
Me: I do not see you. . .
N: can read. . .
Me: There may be a thing that you turn on. . .
If you keep on long enough, it turns into an existentialist play.