TALES FROM COLLEGE

[Big McLargehuge]

i had a calculus 1 teacher that could barely speak english and the little english she did speak was with a heavy arabic accent. no body in the class had any idea what she was saying and it would take a whole class to go over one problem. i remember one time somebody asked her where she was from adn she turned beet red and said "no no no, i cant" i went on with the class.

i also had a english teacher that was absolutly obsessed with robert frost. the whole semester we covered 5 frost poems we spent between 2 weeks and a month on each poem. for the first 30 minutes (of a 50 minute class) the teacher would read the poem over and over again, 5 days a week, for a month. each time he would use a different inflection he would literally have us dissect each word of the poem. the teacher had a thing where if you got above 95% in the class prior to the final you had an automatic A and didn't have to take the final. I was at about 98%, which was incredibly easy as i just took notes and reguritated what he said in class, but showed up on the final any way. i remember when i walked into the class room he said "you know you don't have to be here right?" i told him that indeed i did know and he said "well that is dedication". all i wrote on the final was "this was the single worst class i have ever taken, you have destroyed robert frost for me."