04-10-2009, 01:37 AM
Post here any favorite memories of school.
When I went back to college after my tour of duty in the army I took several philosophy and logic courses. I loved logic, and did well in the philosophy and ethics classes. The logic class stood out thought as there were only 18 people in the class and several of us were 'non-traditional' students (mothers who's children had grown, x-military and two seniors returning to school just to expand their minds). I 'clicked' in logic-- it just made total sense to me and the grades came easily. People were frustrated and annoyed at me because I understood what the teacher was trying to convey. For the final exam I took the whole class to an empty classroom and went over everything--from basics thru the entire curriculum, attempting to assist them in understanding enough to pass the class. When we left to take the exam everyone seemed to have a much better grasp of logic and structured thinking and were glad to be prepared to take the final.
I visited the professor a few days later to see if the results were in and I asked him, "How did I do?"
He shook his head and told me, "This test proves that I am a much better teacher than you are."
I didn't understand and said as much, "What do you mean?"
As he handed me my final he said, "At least I had one student that passed..."
I felt proud that I had scored a 110 (got the extra credit)... but the rest of the class... my efforts apparently did little or nothing.
The professor explained that he was throwing my score out and curving the rest of the classes grades, he had seen effort and improvement so they would pass.
Several days later I was mobbed by the rest of the class while in the hall, all thanking me for getting them all through the course--they were ecstatic over the posted results--all had passed and they thanked me for helping to pull them all through. I accepted the thanks with the knowledge that the professor was the real hero for understanding people and realizing where some excel others stumble.
When I went back to college after my tour of duty in the army I took several philosophy and logic courses. I loved logic, and did well in the philosophy and ethics classes. The logic class stood out thought as there were only 18 people in the class and several of us were 'non-traditional' students (mothers who's children had grown, x-military and two seniors returning to school just to expand their minds). I 'clicked' in logic-- it just made total sense to me and the grades came easily. People were frustrated and annoyed at me because I understood what the teacher was trying to convey. For the final exam I took the whole class to an empty classroom and went over everything--from basics thru the entire curriculum, attempting to assist them in understanding enough to pass the class. When we left to take the exam everyone seemed to have a much better grasp of logic and structured thinking and were glad to be prepared to take the final.
I visited the professor a few days later to see if the results were in and I asked him, "How did I do?"
He shook his head and told me, "This test proves that I am a much better teacher than you are."
I didn't understand and said as much, "What do you mean?"
As he handed me my final he said, "At least I had one student that passed..."
I felt proud that I had scored a 110 (got the extra credit)... but the rest of the class... my efforts apparently did little or nothing.
The professor explained that he was throwing my score out and curving the rest of the classes grades, he had seen effort and improvement so they would pass.
Several days later I was mobbed by the rest of the class while in the hall, all thanking me for getting them all through the course--they were ecstatic over the posted results--all had passed and they thanked me for helping to pull them all through. I accepted the thanks with the knowledge that the professor was the real hero for understanding people and realizing where some excel others stumble.
