Friday, March 10, 2006
March 10, 1965
I got an F on the test - that's not a flunking F, it's a C+ or B- equivalent. He didn't mark anything wrong, so I guess there was just something missing. We had a test on basketball in gym and them played one short game of basketball. I only made one violation - TRAVELING!! Of all things! I guess we start tumbling Friday, I guess.
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Tests, mysterious tests. I still do not understand this grade on my 10th grade history test, which, if you recall was a single essay. My guess, now that I am a teacher, is that the entire class bombed and he got tired of writing comments before he got to my exam. But he couldn't fail the whole class, so he curved the grades.
This was modern European history, which I think went from the 1400s to sort of the present (i.e., a little past WWII). I started off strong in the course, but slipped second marking period and stayed in the B range, by the skin of my teeth. The odd thing is that I experienced one of my great "aha" moments sitting in Mr. Liedlich's history class. We where learning about Voltaire, and something he said made me look at Voltaire's portait in my text and realize he had actually lived. Suddenly, I was able to grasp the reality of history -- flesh and blood people, now accessible only through the documents and artifacts they left behind. But Mr. Liedlich never asked me about that.
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