Part of my job is to be watchful. My students work in a learning laboratory after having absorbed great lessons from talented faculty in the classroom. They are, historically, a thoughtful lot. They are also diligent and hardworking and all of that means I watch a lot, confer some and often say yes and seldom say no. All of the journalism that is done in our newsroom the students do, as it should be. You learn a lot from the practice. You learn a lot from success and from obstacles, too. <\/p>\n
I have this great job of watching them work hard, see them figure it all out and then help them as they get stuck or when they need a small course correction. I provide advice and the occasional as-needed oversight, though that sort of thing is usually minor. I’m proud of the work they do, and it has more to do with the first paragraph than this one.<\/p>\n
Then the weather rolled in. It had claimed 16 lives in Arkansas and we’ve been waiting for it to arrive here for days. So, I actually did the tiniest bit of curating of news on the campus paper’s Twitter account<\/a>. And I do still enjoy the feel of pecking away at breaking news, something we occasionally have on our beautiful campus, though not often of this type. <\/p>\n And the weather got a little close tonight. The part of the storm that had the best chance of threatening our campus was tracking a few miles to our northwest and, even then, it did before it got into our area. For a few moments it was a concern. <\/p>\n SU-Tornado alerts now going out via SMS urging you to take cover in internal hallways on bottom floors.<\/p>\n — The Samford Crimson (@SamfordCrimson) April 29, 2014<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n