My AP European History teacher is a fascinating creature. I’ve only had him for three class periods, but I’m already convinced that this man is eternally happy. Every day, he makes each pupil of his give him a high-five on the way in. Once class starts, he welcomes us with the same happy greeting. “Life is good,” he says before he begins his regularly scheduled teaching. I couldn’t agree more. Life is good.
While I do believe that life is wonderful and I should no longer spend a single minute of mine sulking, that isn’t exactly what I’m talking about. Today, I had the epiphany that the subject of life is truly the most intriguing subject there is. This year, I chose to take AP Biology merely because I considered it the most harmless of the three AP science classes offered at my school. I immediately regretted taking a science at all. I hate science. Despise it, really. Why am I surrounding myself with a bunch of future doctors and pharmacists when I’ve never seen myself being either? I was ready to drop the class as soon as I walked out the first day.
But I didn’t. Why? Pill bugs. My teacher gave us the task of bringing in ten pill bugs for our first real lab. Since the assignment is only for extra credit, I disregarded it at first. But then I saw the old Parmesan cheese container full of bugs my friend brought in. I was instantly captivated by the little guys. The way their antennas moved, the color of their legs, the interesting Armadillo-esque structure of their bodies. I could watch them all day. So I decided to go digging in my backyard to find a collection of my own. While looking for my desired roly-polies, I found all sorts of worms and spiders and chunks of who knows what. I’ve never been so interested in my homework before.
Life is truly amazing, and I want to know more. I want to know why I found my pill bugs in moist dirt instead of dry. I want to know what was in those sacks. I want to tough out AP Biology and kick ass on that exam in May.
Life is good indeed! I try my best to be thankful everyday that i’m alive despite all the stress.
Ooh I’m really good in sciences. It’s funny to think how I aced Chemistry and Physics when I suck in Math. Calculations in Chemistry and Physics seemed to be quite easy like hot knife through butter.
I have a teacher that’s happy all the time too, but it’s a different kind of happy. It’s an irritating kind of happy. She doesn’t stop smiling and laughing, and it makes it hard for her to be a good teacher, in both teaching and disciplining.
Your teacher sounds cool though.
I took Biology a few years ago, and it wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t an AP class, but there’s no thing as that here anyway. All the classes are normal.
I’m usually disgusted by bugs now, but I used to love them. My brother especially loved them. At the ages of about 4-8 he wanted to be an entomologist (for someone that young to even know what an entomologist is). He probably knew more about bugs than most people (pretty much all people). He wants to design cars now though.
Yeah! I feel the same about AP Physics. The first day the teacher was talking about a past student who went on to major in economics and manipulate the stock market. I am surrounded by people who want to be engineers and whatnot. I have no idea why I took a science. Thought it would look bad if I took AP Psych instead, I guess.
And my Euro teacher is the same way! He has a really creepy wave he does.
And life is fascinating. Maybe I should have taken AP Bio… but bugs are kinda gross.
You are truely inspiring. If I would have read this prior to each Biology class session..I might have a new lease on life when it came to the subject. Sadly…this came much after and I still dispise the subject Lol. I’m glad you’re enjoying your studies. that is how it should be; intriquing your mind.
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