I came into English Comp today (surprise surprise) and my professor started handing back papers. The guy behind me stated that wow, he had gotten a low A-minus! The girl across the aisle from him said, "Do you know how you got such a good grade?" They moved on to talking about C-plusses, and how "Oh, I got that on my first paper..."
News bulletin: I am one of two people in my class to be getting straight As. This sets me up to be en route to not having to take the final exam.
After class, I brought my re-revised paper to my professor. (At the beginning of the class he had rhapsodized about the completely different tack I had taken on the essay topic, Is Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice Anti-Semitic?) He had just wanted me to alphabetize and hanging-indent the works cited page, but I had corrected all the phrasing errors he had written on it. My revision wasn't due today either.
"Did you fix it?"
"I did."
"I must say, this is a very well-done paper. This sentence here: 'Therefore, it is not improbable that Shylock the Jew actually represented a Catholic.' just blew me away."
Smile and nod, smile and nod.
"All right, the grade on this thing is officially an A. I'm going to keep it though, I want to read it again."
Smile and nod, thank you, leave.
You're blown away by my two-and-a-half-page double-spaced paper with four works cited, I'm blown away by how much lower your standards are than my English Comp 101 professor's. We're even.
(By the way, expect me back for recommendation letters in a few years. Maybe when I'm actually an adult.)
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