Building Blocks

~We should be careful to get out of an experience only the wisdom that is in it - and stop there; lest we be like the cat that sits down on a hot stove-lid. She will never sit down on a hot stove-lid again - and that is well; but also she will never sit down on a cold one anymore.

~Mark Twain

Ah, another day of French... I was thinking today of things to write about and I couldn't stop thinking of all the things that frustrate me about school.

Such as when we pass around the roll or sign-up sheets and people just don't pay attention. Maybe I'm just obsessive or something-actually I probably am-but I pay attention to where things are coming and going so I don't have to look like an idiot and disrupt class while I hold the paper and try to pass it to anyone around me who will take it.

Or, and this is purely my fault, when I get confused and the teacher just keeps going and going. There's a point when I realize I'm so far behind that I won't catch up on this train of thought-so I just zone out :) Better then wanting to jump out of my skin I'm so mad at myself for not understanding.

And I realized something today. Part of the reason I feel so inadequate in my classes. There isn't a single class that only involves knowledge from that class. You always have to bring in something else you should have learned.

A girl in American lit today asked if what we were talking about was like this other long word I'd never heard of. The teacher said yes and moved on. Thank goodness for the girl in the back who asked for a definition for the rest of us. Or how we were comparing a concept to the scriptures and how we liken them to ourselves. For those non-members in the class that probably didn't make as much sense.

In my grammar class we talk about adjectives and nouns and verbs and fricatives and on and on. Thank goodness for a life-time's worth of English classes. And yet I think I missed something back in sixth grade-when I remember the ginormous soft-covered textbook we worked out of and I had no freakin' idea what the direct object was or all the parts of a sentence. But grades didn't matter then and I didn't think it sounded important.

I guess I should learn from that that what I'm learning now will be built upon next semester. I should pay more attention. Haha, that's probably why French is so dang difficult. I missed things the first week of 101. And I always just thought about how math built upon itself...