A SEASON OF FORGETTING…They do come…
December 13, 2012
Tags: accepting the aging process, aging, aging with grace, education, Fairness in schools, Forgetfulness, Forgetting, growing old, returning to school, Students v. Teachers, the Clark Sisters
Can’t believe this. I had started a blog about something… can’t remember what… but evidently I failed to save it. It is nowhere to be found among these records of things that I have written. Might be just as well… I suppose…
Alas… Nothing to do but to start another 1… and hopefully I will remember to save this 1. Needless say that over time…these last few months I have gotten a little bit older. So, though I had never done it before it is possible… that I just FORGOT.
Wow, don’t you hate that… when people start tying your forgetfulness to your age?
It can be annoying. Like when you were young you never forgot anything. I used to forget things all the time. In fact, I had to make it a habit to go back into the house… to double-check if I had unplugged the iron almost all the time before leaving for work. Or I would always turn back to look down at the lock… to make sure I had taken the key. Now, don’t tell you have never done that one.
I recall 1 night while in kitchen cooking there was a knock on the door… In fact, it happened to me at least twice but in 2 different apartments that I had once lived in. A neighbor knocked on my door to inform me that I had come in and forgotten my key. Luckily, it happened at a time when you could still find people who were honest… and caring enough to knock and notify you.
Well, once having to drop off some papers down at the Courthouse… I got all the way down there only to begin digging in my bag only to discover that I had forgotten the papers.
I have also gotten to the gas pump only to remember that I changed jackets leaving my card… and cash at home.
Now, what is my earliest remembrance of me forgetting something?
Well, I cannot remember. But I do know this I have been forgetting things for a long time… and it didn’t just start when I celebrated my 60th birthday the other day. So, if you must lay it something do not lay my lack of being able to retain things to my age… simply say I have soooooo much on my mind. Yes, I think I like that better. Because truthfully that would be closer to the truth than anything else.
For all of my life I have been busy. And busy people are subject to forget things from time to time. Like how I lost my last blog… that I evidently forgot to save. Or maybe I never partially wrote 1 in the first place.
Now, that would be something huh?
Could it be… I am getting old?
Oh, well… I am informed that if you live long enough you too will grow old. Then I want to see how much you remember.
If I fail to write anything between now and Christmas… let me say it now while I’m still thinking of it : )…. Merry Christmas…
This case of the missing blog reminds of a dispute I had with 1 of my professors. At the end of the semester the professor claimed I had not turned in an important essay assignment. Come on now… as you can tell I do nothing but write. I love to write… and that paper was about writing on a subject giving my opinion. Now, I really like writing things like that. So, then why did that professor say she never got my paper?
It is a mystery to me. As I had indeed given the woman my paper. I never miss class assignments. Well, not since I’ve gotten older. You know how being young is… you are carefree. So, when I was young years ago I was carefree in college… back in the ’70’s I did nothing but stay in the campus radio station. Which might be why I never quite became that lawyer… but a professional radio announcer instead.
Well, everybody doesn’t get offers to go professional in their first year of college… but I did. I never even thought about radio as a profession. But I guess God did. And it has carried me wide and far… and paid my bills for most of my adult life.
But going back to that professor. Until this dispute over my missing grade… because you see she had give me the paper back with a grade of -A. At that time I used to record the grades I got when my papers were handed back to me on my class syllabus. I had recorded the grade… but I was later unable to locate the paper to prove it.
The professor, however, said that she had never in her life ever lost a student’s paper. Which she really had not done… because she had returned the paper back to me.
However, if you have ever seen a teacher’s grading book you would understand how easy it is for an instructor to mark your work but give your grade to someone else. Because the names are all bunched up together. And sitting over a bunch of exams all night and day you start seeing cross-eyed. So, yes the woman probably gave my grade to some student whose name was near mine…either before it or after it. But I never got the grade. And I have never been able to find that paper.
But what was upsetting to me about the whole matter was the teacher’s attitude regarding it. This class was 1 I had taken 7 years ago. So, it was long after my carefree days. At this point none of my classes were any real challenge to me mentally or otherwise. And I have never really been a dummie.
But the lady acted like she had never ever made an error in her life. And that really got to me… because I knew she had.
Having been a teacher there is 1 thing I know… a teacher knows her students. The teacher knows the slackers… and the students who study. The teacher knows the student that struggle with the subject matter… those who half do the work… and those who breeze their way through it. A teacher knows the good students from the bad ones. But for some reason this teacher seemed to have a problem differentiating between the 2. She didn’t know me at all.
I never missed a class… always participated… and turned in all my work… and on time. So, why didn’t that lady know me?
Though I was not 1 of those returning older students who took up class time talking about myself… or about how different things were from when I first started college… or ever talked about any of my life experiences or work expertise… or any vacations my husband and I once took… Because well.. for (1) I never had a husband and… (2) I have sat in classes where older students took up a lot of class time talking about nothing… and that nothing did not even come close to anything dealing with our text… or the class discussion if there was one.
Then too I have always been 1 who believes that I don’t have to whip out my resume… and in my case resumes… in order to prove anything. A smart person need only listen to how I speak and what I say… and they will gather it for themselves.
So, there was a dispute because due to that paper which that professor did something with my grade other than having given it to me… she marked me down a whole grade for my class final grade. While having to fail to inform me that a paper was ever supposedly missing. It was not until I approached her to asked why I had not received a higher grade than the C+ she gave me… that the woman commenced to tell me about a paper I had not passed in.
Now, as I write this it sounds very shady doesn’t it?
Because I remember being in her class and hearing her reading from her grade book the names of students who owed her papers… and she never once called my name. But this woman had also said at the beginning of the term that she was not going to accept any papers late.
I’m glad that I have them in Court right now… because now that I think about maybe it was I who did not know her.
God bless… and I had already said… I definitely hope you have a very Merry Merry Merry Christmas. And do remember to be safe.
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