Acknowledge

Yesterday night I had chem lab. During lab our TA handed back the midterms and when I went up to get my exam he looked at my score and said "Wow, good job, everyone should applaud" and he proceeded to make the class clap for me as I awkwardly shuffled towards the chalkboard. I really wanted to dig a hole and throw myself in. I cannot stand it when teachers or whatever over-acknowledge intelligence. A simple good job will do fine. In all honesty I would rather them not say anything at all. I don't think they comprehend the fact that some people don't like being the center of attention which, I guess, is understandable and should be forgiven because the majority of the general public are egocentric, self-centered, warthogs. But still, I'm just saying if any of you guys want to become teachers in the future just remember that 1. no one wants to get killed by their fellow peers and 2. not all people are attention "whores."

And this brings me to 8th grade when we wrote an essay. That was the only essay that we wrote that year and it was a big deal because well, in middle school you don't write essays and when you did, it felt like such a grown up high school type of thing. So finally Mr. Redman finished grading the essays and it was time for him to pass them back to us. The strange thing was, he called everyones name one at a time to walk up to the front of the room to retrieve their papers. Life was normal and everything was fine. That is, until he called my name. I walked up to the front of the room, grabbed my essay, and was about to walk back to my desk, but he stopped me and addressed the class. "This is great, this is a very good essay, blah blah blah blah blah..." I thought that I could literally feel people sticking daggers in me. I stood there silently and couldn't lift my head up to look at the rest of the class. It seemed like an eternity before he finished his ramble "...and so if you guys have any questions you should ask Joanna!" He smiled, and patted my back saying good job. Finally, I returned to my seat, head down, and still wanting to throw myself off the building.

Oh man, middle school seems like eons ago. Ah, how I miss the days where life was simple and the only challenge to getting straight A's was running the stupid mile in P.E.

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