My favorite history professor had some strange perspectives. One day he states,

My favorite history professor had some strange perspectives. One day he states, “North American Indians are lazy and shiftless which is why they did not progress, unlike the South American Indians”.

You could hear a pin drop in the room… and jaws hitting desks. He continued from there, but he’s say little things like that that were like, “um, yeah, that’s really a strange way to look at it”. I mean we could see his logic, strange as it was, but it was just an odd perspective

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My disillusionment with teachers started in the 5th grade. I snuck up in the front of class when she was out to peek into her textbook. It was the same as ours except she had the answers.

I got some “oo’s and ahs” when I blurted out “The Truth” to the class, stopping the mean girl snicking and the “you’re gonna get caught dude!” from friends.

I was like the boy who said the emperor has no clothes except people paid attention.

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