Clever Like Me

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Confrontational Conversations

on September 1, 2013

Well just over a week into fall semester and I can officially for the first time in my college career I have a teacher who hates me. Three classes into the semester and I have been asked not to participate in class discussions in my English class. This whole big fish in a small pond thing seems to be backfiring. The worst part is normally I am a very quite student but after my success last semester I have fallen into my own self fulfilling prophecy where I believe I’m smart so there for I am. This seems to be working out well in all of my classes except English.

So my last English class went like this: My teacher would read thought-provoking articles from our text-book and then would ask for opinions. The class would stare at her silently, after a little bit of silence I would supply an opinion. After 3 times of being the only person in the class with an option I started watching the clock waiting a full 2 minutes before answering any other questions or responding in any way. The questions weren’t controversial or offensive in any way mostly what do you think this means or why do you think the writer wrote about this. Well after about the sixth question I had answered she says in front of the whole class “There are a lot of students in this class that would like to have a chance to speak so how about you keep your opinions to yourself from now on” not “Does anyone else have an answer” not “Lets give someone else a chance to answer”. Well needless to say I was very embarrassed and didn’t say a word for the rest of the class which, incidentally, remained silent till the end of class. After class I asked my teacher if she meant just for this class or for the remainder of the semester she wanted me to keep my mouth shut. She informed me that she meant for the rest of the semester to which I replied “Do I still get graded on my attendance?” The answer of course being yes. So I have to go but am no longer allowed to participate, should be an amazing semester.

I had another first for me this year. I had some asshole call me out for taking the elevator instead of the stairs. First the elevators are for all students not just disabled students but I do qualify under the label as disabled with my asthma. This dick decided to ask me if I was just too lazy to take the stairs which I laughed of at first, then he went on to say “No seriously, what is with people and their inability to use their god damn legs!” To this I replied I have asthma which he didn’t believe so I showed him my inhaler. He then said “Well I don’t know how that works but I bet if you exercised more your asthma would get better and I bet taking the stairs would be good for you.” I literally couldn’t believe what he just said. Do people really understand how debilitating asthma is? I used to be a dancer and now I am lucky to make it up one flight of stairs without gasping for my inhaler. I wanted to take his crutches and beat him with them but I just stopped talking to him. There is not enough patience in the world to deal with that kind of ignorance.

The one bright spot in my week is my Criminal Justice class. It is by far my favorite and most interesting class this semester, not to mention it has all the cute boys. Cute boys aside though the whole class is smart and responsive with intelligent discussions. I don’t have to worry about answering too many questions or being to opinionated. It’s really the only class that I feel like I belong.

Well this semester is full of new challenges I never even imagined but I know everything that happens is teaching me lessons I need to know.

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