Tuesday, July 12, 2011

RemebeRED - Sophomore Geometry

Your assignment this week was to write a post about an embarrassing moment.

Many of you asked, "We can only pick one?" Because it is, unfortunately, part of life.

So let's see what you came up with for your post.

Link up - but ONLY if you've done the prompt. 









I guess this may not be funny to everyone because not everyone will remember 10th grade Geometry.  Theorems ALWAYS have a given, I think, cause I really didn't learn about them.  We are supposed to be able to deduce the conclusion (or whatever) from what the theorem gives us. 

I was never an outstanding student.  I could have been.  How do I know this?  Because so many people throughout my youth stated, time & again, that I "was so smart, just lazy" or "She just doesn't live up to her potential" or, my personal favorite, "if she would just apply herself".  I was that kid, and there were a lot of us, I think.

Now that you know I was a stellar, fully devoted student I can tell you my story.

There was this mean teacher in High School.  I want to say her name was Mrs. Hilton.  I may not be right about that name.  She was brutal - with her lessons, with her tests and her pop quizzes were popped at us often, like a bare fist in the face.

It had to have been somewhere towards the end of the second semester.  She'd been teaching theorems (what?  I still don't know what those are, nor did I ever need to) for at least a week & a half.  We were all supposed to have understood what they were & how to work them by the time of the *ahem* incident.  She was good at calling on those kids who really wanted to answer.  She paid little attention to those of us who were disinterested.  Except on this day.  Yeah...she called on me.

"Alexis," I'm surprised she even knew my name. "What do you know about this problem?"

At first I didn't even think I heard her right.  I sat upright, cause I was all slouched & low - head down, bored to death, legs stretched & hands folded across my lap in the back row.  I may have even been almost asleep.

"Huh?" I don't think it was a clear "huh", probably more like a grunt.  I scooted my chair  back up to my desk.

"Um..." I acted like I was reading the problem and I even strained my face to make it look like I was thinking.  Because for some reason, everyone in the class was staring back at me, and they never did that before!!

"Well..." she said, an inner finger was drumming on her brain waiting for me to answer.  She pointed at the problem on the board & asked again. "What do you know of this problem?

After another long pause...

"The given?"

The class erupted with laughter.  It startled me!  After my mini jump, I felt my face flush & realized I must have said something insanely funny, so I chuckled a little, too.  To give the air of "MAN AM I FUNNY!", but I was so embarrassed, I felt like a complete dumbass  and Mrs. Hilton (or whatever her name was) was pissed.  She obviously thought I was being funny intentionally, too.  I sure fooled them!  HA!

I know I have more stories to tell about my numerous embarrassments, but that one stands out the most.  I was laughed at and felt so stupid.  That's what I get for not "applying" myself.

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