Yesterday, I had just finished taking a shower, and was stepping out to the hall of my dorm, and I lost my grip on my towel. Luckily, no one was around. If there was someone around, that moment would have matched every other moment of my week where I have been around people.
Yesterday I also decided to introduce myself to the new math professor. He stared at me like he was expecting me to tap dance. I blabbered about how a friend of mine was in a class of his, got distracted, and forgot why I brought that up.
Two days ago, my pregnant molly (which is a type of fish) gave birth and ate all her babies while I was gone.
When I am in an academic setting and I have been assigned to work with a group of people, I get ignored. I believe it is because I am not taken seriously, but I do not quite understand why. I come up with brilliant ideas, and I understand the material rather well, but when I try to take part in the conversation, I usually get interrupted or flat out ignored. Sometimes I get "yeah" as a response.
I am slow. I know this. I get confused easily. I know this as well. I easily excelled in my classes before the disease showed up. In high school, I was the go-to for academic help.
The Tatcho drom to be a jinneypenmengro is to dik, to shoon, and to rig drey zi.
The true way to be a wise man is to see, to hear, and to bear in mind.
No comments:
Post a Comment