Wow. I see and agree with you. You’re concluding statement is very powerful.
Thanks a lot for sharing this. ;)
Originally posted on The Balcony:
My freshmen year of high school, each student in my English class had to give a short presentation about themselves to the class. I had always gone to a public school, but I had a reputation with my friends as being the sheltered guy. I’d try to fight it, but deep down, I knew there was a lot I didn’t know. My presentation happened to be filled with innuendos that I didn’t understand until later. As students in the class began snickering, I got more and more cautious with every word I said.
I had another class with that teacher my junior year when we were all expected to put together a notebook filled with creative writing. Our teacher was sick one day so the school’s vice principal filled in as a substitute, which I suppose is some unwanted responsibility of vice principals. He had some of us go up and read something from our notebooks. By poetry was a little personal and probably filled with innuendos, so I never volunteered, but one guy was pressured into going up, presumably because his poem had a swear word in it. And everyone wanted to hear the swear word. When the vice principal stopped him with a predictable, “You can’t say that!” almost everyone turned to him with similar, violent looks that simply said, “Poetic license!”
When a student at a Christian college swears, it’s not a big deal. Some people around them might get offended, but not a lot of people are gonna talk about it. When a professor swears, it’s all over the school in a matter of hours. But it’s not in a judgmental way. Rather it’s in a way that makes the professor look like he or she’s taking one step closer to finally understanding us! I think it’s sort of funny, though.