October 4, 2000
The people of the world scream their sins at me every day.
“Look at me! I’m stupid!”
The signs of this are presented so often each and every day, I do not know how it is possible for it to continue. For instance, it amazes me every time I see a student in class who cannot recognize his/her own hand writing. There are some teachers who have you collect your own work from a pile instead of the standard calling a name and handing it back themselves. For those teachers, there is often times the student who will walk up to the pile and stand for half a minute just looking at the pile. Then they will sift through the pile. Once. Twice. Three times! Then, they pick up a sheet (which is handwritten!) and stare at it for another half-minute. I can almost see the drool. Then, as if by some divine revelation, they nod their head and take the sheet. Their sheet in their handwriting.
I can’t quite put my finger on it, but this bothers me for some reason. Go figure.