I SO am.
But then, does that surprise anyone?
I’m an older, more mature, interested student who sits in the front, doesn’t talk to my neighbor or goof-off, takes good notes and gets good grades (I would say a 91% on a test in which the class average was 65% is pretty good!). What isn’t to love?
I mean, I was pretty “teacher’s pet-like” in high school too, but not in college the first time. I think a lot of that was because I was so overwhelmed at Penn State. Not in a bad way; but being in a class with 800 people certainly makes it hard to make an impression on the teacher.
Anyway… I’ve hit it off pretty well with my Chemistry teacher–he’s in his mid-thirties (which makes it hard to call him “Mr.”) and runs a winery up in Niagara County with his wife–ever since I came into class about a week into the semester stressing about not understanding everything on the homework, to which he replied:
“We’re not even there yet.”
Silly me, here I was thinking I was behind when we hadn’t even gotten there yet.
My Biology teacher is a soft-spoken Indian man who, I believe, in a Christian. He’s brilliant and writes novels on the chalkboard–which I then furiously copy into my notebook. His test was directly from the notes and included minute details; I studied hard and it paid off. He came up to me after class today and asked me what I was majoring in. He said I was a ‘good student.’ Awww.
Then, after my Anatomy and Physiology class (which I love, by the way) I went up to ask the teacher a question. After we chatted, she mentioned that she’d heard people talking about me. Turns out she shares office space with my Chemistry and Biology teachers; they were remarking about my heavy science courseload and what a good student I am. She said she chimed in with a “She’s in my class, too!” AWWWWWWWWW!
I don’t really know what the fuss is about; I’m doing my job to get good grades, which includes studying and listening in class. I realize, however, that many of ECC’s “traditional” students don’t feel the same way. I wish I could bottle-up my enthusiasm and force-feed it to the slackers walking the halls. Teachers the world over would sing my praises.
Guys, I LOVE school. LOVE. It’s taken me this long to find my passion, but it’s so worth it. I love that at least once a day, there is some mention of nutrition in at least one of my classes, if not more. I love learning and getting smarter. I love my backpack. (I do…) I love that every day I’m closer to doing something with the rest of my life.