Feb
26
2010
Forced Into the Corner In The Middle, And It’s Not Even Finals Yet…
Author: Fat Plaid ShirtIn one of my classes, a scary professor has, I believe, deemed me an idiot, or at the very least, completely unworthy of class participation. The last several weeks there has been a trend. I call it a trend because after calling on me two times during the first two weeks, he never did it again. Paranoia? Normally I would agree. However, the evidence points to reality here. My peers and I have discussed it, often, and today, it rang true, exactly as I predicted, and exactly as has occurred the last three weeks. He asks a question, the type of question that when the question mark “appears,” you immediately clam up and start praying that you are not the unfortunate soul to be forcefully compelled into the dialogue that is about to occur. Suddenly, but meticulously and purposefully, he points to the girl to my right. My immediate right, my right chair if you will. Then, skips me, and calls on my immediate left, my left chair if you will. Follow that up with one behind me, and then to the other side of the room.
I pointed it out to my friends after if happened twice three weeks ago, and they laughed at first, but it constantly rang true, and has literally continued on an every other day basis, for three weeks now. My right chair is fed up with it, and I don’t blame her. I’m hoping that if he ever breaks the cycle, I can simply point out that the cycle has created a liberty interest, namely my freedom liberty interest, and that by his giving no notice to changing the pattern, has deprived me of my liberty interest, violating due process, and hopefully, thwarting a question.
I’m disappointed that it seems my personal belief, namely that the government intrudes too often while causing people generally to have lost a sense of personal responsibility and dignity, has apparently cost me a voice in the class; mine would seem to be a voice that my prof apparently has a distaste for.
I never wanted to be a hole in the row. It’s weird, it’s exactly what I feel should happen in undergrad classes to people that never read, but what should never, ever happen when you pay $1,250 a credit hour, again, in a class that I find interesting but apparently am going to get another solid B-. Yay for me and my silent corner in the middle…