The class is over. I'm packing up my things, and the students are filing out. As I put my notes and other materials into my bag, I see out of the corner of my eye a hovering, expectant figure in short shorts and a tank top, clasping her bag over her chest.
I give her a smile and say, "Hi, what can I do for you?"
"I'm the one who sent you the email."
Honey, I have 300 students, and I've received almost 30 emails just today. I'm going to need a little more information than that.
I spent a good 15 minutes in the first class talking about the required text. I held it up for them to see, more than once; I explained why I had chosen it, and why I thought it was a good fit for this class; I told them that it was available in the campus bookstore; I told them that it would appear under our course number on the shelf; and I told them that the author, title, and ISBN were listed on the course website.
Six hours later, I got the following email from a student who was sitting in the second row for the whole time:
Dear Professor,Hi, I want to know what books should I need to buy for your HAM 100 class. Thanks!
On a positive note, the first week is almost over.