"It is not the ctitic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

~Theodore Roosevelt

Friday, January 21, 2011

Blue Books

~Nothing encourages creativity like the chance to fall flat on one's face.
~James D. Finley

At the beginning of the semester I always have one teacher-usually French-who requires us to have a Blue Book or two. Of course, I've already bought my books so I go to the bookstore and stand in line forever to spend 35 cents each for two or three of said books. Really, their just a few sheets of lined paper stapled together with a blue paper on front.

So I was about to start my French paragraph on the new ending of a five minute film we watched in class this week-at least, that's how I understood the instructions. I do the wrong thing all the time though. Thus goes my French training.

Anyway, after more than two semesters using them, I glanced over at my Blue Book and read the top part. And couldn't help but laugh.


Use my imagination?! Haha, funny. This is an exam book. I'm trying to write exactly what they want me to write. Granted, we use them for homework paragraphs, which I guess is supposed to be creative. But really?
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