While rummaging through my study looking for an old tax return, I found my second grade report card. My handwriting still “Needs improvement.”
The fourth and fifth grade report cards were more interesting because they were in a Q&A format, no letter grades assigned. Apparently I didn’t like the approach to Spanish instruction taken by the school system, but I did enjoy Faust.
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5 years or so after graduating high school, I visited the campus of my alma mater. I ran into my Chemistry teacher in the hallway.
“Hi, remember me?”
“No”
“John, class of ’73″
“Oh, yeah, the apathetic one!”
That’s adorable! My handwriting needs improvement too, lol. Actually, I forgot how to write by hand by now. I’m so used to typing, pencils give me carpal tunnel syndrome. =P
Liz: These days, the only time I handwrite is when I’m taking meeting notes (reinforcement of information) or sending post cards to friends. On the post cards, I’m confounded by the lack of a “delete” key.
John: Would you consider yourself a late bloomer?
Absolutely, Jim. My assumption is that a curse was put on me by a high school math teacher, such that I would have to make my living by applying logic. My work-day is one “story problem” after another.
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