Anyone could be an inspiration; family, friends, people who doesn't even know you (but who you know) could inspire you.
And it's not necessarily something romantic.
If people inspire us, should we tell them?
Can’t think of anything new to post yet. Until I heard my officemates talking something about sexual harassments.
I was a college freshman. We had this English professor who was so authoritarian, and with a threatening look in his face; no one would dare speak once he enters the room. He talks with a low, hoarse voice, enough to keep us all attentive. He would give quizzes, of 10 items to be answered in no more than 30 seconds. Most of us ended up getting failing scores if not zero.
Until later on we found out from some of his former students that he’s actually gay. Not a rumor. It’s true.
But I fell in love with Psychology.My instructor was brilliant, not to mention pretty. I enjoyed listening to her lectures. During our first day, she gave us a piece of paper and instructed us to write one question, any question about life and anything about it, that has remained unanswered.
I wrote: Why do I have a lot of unanswered questions about life?I submitted the paper with a silly smile.
Learning about what’s occurring during our sleep, dreams, wet dreams, how the human brain works, etc, etc were my favorite topics, but memorizing the parts of my brain? That’s when my brain stops working. I just hated the memorizing part.And so, I flunked all my quizzes and probably got the lowest during my prelim exam. I got a grade no student would want to reveal anyone, but well…
It was a 68 (our school ain’t using the ABC and D’s).
In front of the class, she said: "If others can add as high as 11 points to their grade, so could you... right, Ely?" She glanced at me and smiled.I got kinda inspired, but finals turned to worse. This is the time when you realize you actually want to pass everything. I needed at least a 78 to get the much coveted 75! (Note: If you are from the Engineering and Architecture Department, 70 is normal, 73 is passing, 75 is good and getting an 80 is just awesome!). With all the failing marks I’ve been getting, I knew what to expect.