Beth started at Savannah Tech this semester. Being 9 years younger than me, she's had the fortune of getting teachers than never taught me. Nicki, all her life, and Matthew, in his high school years, had teachers that had me before them. My 6^th grade teacher, who Nicki had a year later, once called Nicki by my first and middle names before calling her by her first and middle names. Finally, the teacher just called by her last name. In high school, in order to get Matthew to do better in History, my mother invoked my name to Matthew's history teacher, who I had in high school. After putting on the pressure of being my kid brother, Matthew did better in that class. Yet, Beth never had one of my teachers. Until now.

I always wondered about my 11^th and 12^th grade math teacher. Matthew and Beth never had her in high school. Since Beth went to my high school, I'd thought she might have her one day. My math teacher wasn't there when Beth attended. The last I heard about her, she was still in Savannah. Mike, who had her when we were in 10^th grade, had her as one of his college math professors. He said he did well, since she knew him prior to college. However, that story was the last I heard of her. That was over 2 years ago when we had that discussion.

Imagine my surprise to find Beth's schedule. My father handed it to me when he had no clue what it was. I looked over it to figure out what the paper was. As I looked over it, I saw a familiar name. Beth's math professor is my high school math teacher! When I told Beth I had her professor in high school, Matthew remarked that I ruined another teacher for the rest of them. I doubt she remembers me. However, after 19 years, Beth finally got a teacher that I once had.

My dad today was spent sleeping, watching football, and working on some school work. I don't feel like I was productive. I got the proposal for my senior project done, as well as 3 complete pages written for my 5 page paper. I plan on finishing the paper tomorrow at the library. I need a few more resources to flesh it out. I still need to memorize my 20 line monologue for Theater. Matthew, for only the second time, had this professor before I did. He says 20 lines is nothing. I just haven't had the time, nor the will, to learn these lines. All I know is "Set your mind at rest. If it is a question of soothsayers, I tell you that you will find no man whose craft gives knowledge of the unknowable," if I can remember the word soothsayers. I'll get it done. Just to get through Wednesday night, when I turn in my papers.

[♪ Listening to: "The Heart Wants What It Wants" - Darren Hayes]

Posted by Shawn at January 21, 2007 11:52 PM in General, Schooling.