Thursday, September 29, 2005
The Turn Around 101
Last week I took my journalism test and there was a section titled: Omit Needless Words.
The directions read as follows.
The following phrases are redundant and/or can be simplified. Write a simpler word or phrase on the line next to each phrase.
So she had simple phrases like “promoted to the rank of” and I was to shorten it. So of course I put “promoted.” Come question eight there was a phrase “brilliant genius.” So I exercised a little liberty of creativity and wrote... “Einstein” in the blank. I have been shunned before by this professor’s conservative approach to teaching and rigid ideology to grading but I was willing to take the hit of a missed questioned in hopes of putting a smile on her face…I don’t know if she smiled but I got my test back today and this time around she gave me the point. This semester I have felt that due to the lack of personality of my fellow journalism classmates and the orthodox teaching approach of my professor my dreams of becoming a journalist would be hampered by being an incarnation of my current life as a cube dweller. It’s these small miracles, such as an accepted creative answer by my teacher, that truly give me hope of a better life…at least until next class period.
Last week I took my journalism test and there was a section titled: Omit Needless Words.
The directions read as follows.
The following phrases are redundant and/or can be simplified. Write a simpler word or phrase on the line next to each phrase.
So she had simple phrases like “promoted to the rank of” and I was to shorten it. So of course I put “promoted.” Come question eight there was a phrase “brilliant genius.” So I exercised a little liberty of creativity and wrote... “Einstein” in the blank. I have been shunned before by this professor’s conservative approach to teaching and rigid ideology to grading but I was willing to take the hit of a missed questioned in hopes of putting a smile on her face…I don’t know if she smiled but I got my test back today and this time around she gave me the point. This semester I have felt that due to the lack of personality of my fellow journalism classmates and the orthodox teaching approach of my professor my dreams of becoming a journalist would be hampered by being an incarnation of my current life as a cube dweller. It’s these small miracles, such as an accepted creative answer by my teacher, that truly give me hope of a better life…at least until next class period.