You all know it by now, I am troubled very often, but sometimes it really is because I lead a troubling life. Here are two examples from last night:
1. I went to class. We had an exam. The exam wasn't very complicated actually, I just wasn't prepared to answer a question such as: What percentage of the general population suffers from a learning disability? I mean, does it really matter that I know that as opposed to, say, the definition of a learning disability? Because that's what I thought and there wasn't a single question about that definition. Oh well. Moving on. I was sort of pissed because I had to stay after I wrote the exam because we were supposed to watch a half-an-hour movie. The movie turned out to last an hour, thank you, but the surprising fact was that it was actually extremely interesting. I mean I am writing about it right now, this has to mean a lot.
This guy, some sort of learning disability specialist, brought in a room a handful of different people: parents, friends and siblings of learning-disabled kids, gen ed and special ed teachers, language specialists, etc, and he put them in a situation so as to make them feel like, and thereby understand, disabled kids. I won't start explaining it because I'll just confuse everyone, but it was very, very interesting. Which is something that doesn't happen: mandatory class videos are always totally boring.
2. I got home a little passed 10 and took the messages on the answering machine. One of them was for Peanut: it was his mother. He had spent the night downstairs with the super, so when he got back, he called her. And suddenly, sitting in front of the computer reading thingies, I hear him go: "Oh, it went well. Do you wanna talk to her?", he adds in a sarcastic tone. I turned around and said "No, thank you very much" but apparently his mother thought otherwise and he handed me the phone. Talk about flabbergasted. It turns out his mother wanted to know how Spain was! I mean GOD, I'll admit it wasn't as glamourous, but she never asked about Western Canada and NYC!
So see, you guys, my life throws troubling elements at me all the time. You can't blame me for being constantly troubled.
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