Most of my friends know the bitterness I've been harboring toward one of the well-liked professors in school. Well, it isn't that big a deal... I'm sure he didn't mean anything by the hurtful things he said and somehow, I have learned to let it all go. I guess it's a sign that I'm growing up. At first, all the blood went to my head and I worked my ass off just to prove him wrong. And everytime I did something wonderful, academically or otherwise, I would remember his comment and I would study harder. Now, I'm tired of all the bitterness and the anger. Yes, I still have to study... twice as hard but it's not to prove him wrong anymore. I'm studying for me.
What changed my mind? I was invited to dinner last Saturday night, his birthday dinner and he was there, the professor I knew before this whole drama began. Then it hit me, he just did what he thought was best--his delivery just needs a little polishing.
If there's anything I've learned from all this, I hold my own destiny. I can't let other people dictate what I'm going to be. I decide where I will be, who I will be and what I will be.
I guess there's a reason why he's a good professor... he teaches both inside and outside the classroom, both law and life.
I guess there's a reason why he's a good professor... he teaches both inside and outside the classroom, both law and life.
All I can say to him now is thank you for the challenge. It made me a better person.
There is no anger
It's just you and I and the truth...
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