So once when I was in class (Psychology) we were going to play a game. (Can you say interactive?) And to play this game we had to divide into teams to play a version of jeopardy. I was sitting there thinking, by golly, I'm terrible at jeopardy. And this dude, whom I didn't even know knew my name, let alone knew enough to shout out to the whole class: "I want Naomi on my team. She's smart." Dude! A) Embarrassing 2) No matter how smart I am, I am terrible at jeopardy C) How do you know my name? 4) How do you know that I'm smart?? This is the second day of class!!! Suffice it to say I gave him my "you're obviously on drugs or meds, because you're crazy" look.
If I were a frog I would've given him this lookSo then today I was sitting on a chair minding my own business. There was this girl next to me and I thought she was murmuring the words of her textbook to herself, because I've done that before (though, not when I'm sitting next to a complete stranger). But then I realize it's the same monotonous murmuring. Oh my werd. She is HUMMING. I didn't think it was possible to hum out of tune, but lo and behold, it is. So I'm trying to think of some polite way to ask her to stop (which is pretty much impossible. No matter how you say "by Santa Clause, that noise is annoying" you will sound like a rude pig-faced psycho-path) when Hallelujah! she stopped. She turned to me. She said, "Is Christian Educator a word?"
I stared at her. She stared back. She expected a response. "Um..." I tried not to tell her that she hummed like a somnolent bee. "Yes? I mean, if you're a Christian no matter where you teach you will be a Christian Educator."
"Oh, I just wanted to know if educator was a word. It sounds weird."
I laughed awkwardly. "I think it is. If it's not you can blame me." (Even though she doesn't know my name."
She nodded. She sat there. I tried to study Greek, but two girls over were talking about shoes or something. (Honestly, I don't know, I wasn't paying attention. Greek verb endings were a little bit higher on my priority list.) Then the girl stands and scurries away.
Okay, so nothing too weird, right? I mean, she just asks a simple question and then runs away. But it got me thinking, does knowledge have an aura, or something? Is there a certain smell around smarter people that one can pick up on? Like the smell of strawberries, or sugar cane.
Sugar cane smells smart
I stared at her. She stared back. She expected a response. "Um..." I tried not to tell her that she hummed like a somnolent bee. "Yes? I mean, if you're a Christian no matter where you teach you will be a Christian Educator."
"Oh, I just wanted to know if educator was a word. It sounds weird."
I laughed awkwardly. "I think it is. If it's not you can blame me." (Even though she doesn't know my name."
She nodded. She sat there. I tried to study Greek, but two girls over were talking about shoes or something. (Honestly, I don't know, I wasn't paying attention. Greek verb endings were a little bit higher on my priority list.) Then the girl stands and scurries away.
Okay, so nothing too weird, right? I mean, she just asks a simple question and then runs away. But it got me thinking, does knowledge have an aura, or something? Is there a certain smell around smarter people that one can pick up on? Like the smell of strawberries, or sugar cane.
Sugar cane smells smartOr maybe it was because I was studying Greek while digging through my Akkadian homework.
Right. Because studying ancient languages makes me smart. Ha. Really, it just gives you a massive whallop of a headache while you ask yourself "why, why, why?"
Right. Because studying ancient languages makes me smart. Ha. Really, it just gives you a massive whallop of a headache while you ask yourself "why, why, why?"
