Editor's Note (3/30/10)
| Published Mar 30, 2010
Above: Teachers forgot what it was to be young long ago. Wisdom is wasted on the old.
Photo illustration by Paige Mathew.
Don’t you love it all over you?
Don’t you love professors actively piling every assignment they can mentally muster on top of you?
Don’t you love the PhDeez nutz assuring you the toil they toss your way is worth it?
And when you have other obligations (other classes, family, extracurricular activities, sleeping, eating, relaxing) they better take a back seat to their overly-important tasks.
God forbid you try to stay human let alone sane while you try to succeed by their standards.
“Because back in our day”…whatever.
I may be alone in this (but I doubt it) but our tenured teachers have fewer contemporary life lessons to relate to us these days than they think.
Tis’ important to respect our elders but I don’t think this sentiment is always reciprocated.
“You were too tired this week? Too bad. Where’s your assignment?”
“You have to write three stories a week for the Daily Nebraskan to pay your way? You should’ve found time in between to get your other work done.”
“You were working two jobs to support your family? Should’ve started your paper earlier.”
“You were at your parents’ anniversary? I suppose you’ve seen this coming, I won’t accept your assignment.”
Fuck that.
Sorry the rest of my life got in the way Prof. I guess I’ll overlook all those times I expected papers to be handed back.
I guess I’ll forget all those times you promised to post my grades online so I could gauge where I’m at in your class.
Don’t worry about all those times you’re inconsistent, we’ll forgive you.
Fuck that.
I guess it’s been too long for our preaching professors to recall the neglectful nature necessary to students’ mentality needed to maintain our sensibility midst our manic schedules.
Because you teachers never slacked in school huh?
Right.
We get it: The constant grind of life is going to suck.
Just give us a break every now and again before we have to face that harsh reality head-on.
“Because back in our day”…back in your day kids of our caliber could have crushed your curriculum.
Sorry, Teach.
We may appear to be the lazy generation, the internet iteration, the ungrateful ingrates, the egotistical evolution, but keep pushing us and we won’t share the secrets of our technological trade.
Give us a little leeway and we won’t gripe, groan and grieve every time you give us our daily due dates.
Grant us a bit of ground to get the occasional assignment done overtime and we promise to return the favor when we show you how to find the DVD input on a TV or how do turn an MP3 into a ringtone a million times.
We might be a day late with our essay some times, but we know you’ll be decades behind the times by the time we come into our own.
So be nicer to us Teach, Prof and Parent because the world you’re training us too harshly for isn’t yours to have; it’s ours.
Your knowledge only goes so far, so give us a little leniency to learn it because when you run out of things to say you’ll be relying on us to carry you when you’re all bags of bone meal.
You know what I want to be when I grow up?
Alive.
If you’re kind we’ll keep you the same when you grow old.
Get off our backs god damn it.
That is all.
Salud,
John Rincon
Editor-in-Chief
DailyER Nebraskan


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