9/20/12
I won a tote bag with the first part of the Constitution on it today. By blurting out the answer to a question that hadn't even been asked yet. By knowing the fact that Theodor Geisel was known as Dr. Seuss.
Apparently for being myself.
A journalism friend said so, Robby said so, my mom said so.
And so I really like my tote bag. It's perfect for all the books I'm using for history research methods. It is superlative.
And yet I don't really feel comfortable with the fact that 'myself' is someone who is expected to know the answer when I know that I really don't know much. Just books and cleverness, as one fictional character said. I guess I'm just not confident in being smart or in being considered smart. I just haven't really liked standing out on purpose--I guess I've been afraid that it makes me look arrogant, that it makes me into a know-it-all (something that I know people thought I was when I was younger, something that I've strove to not be). *sigh*
Showing posts with label convocation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label convocation. Show all posts
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Brock Bowl
12-8-11
English was once again victorious. We beat History, 215 to 100.
Also, I'm apparently a good guesser. We threw out a random answer of "Trees" and we were right. Also, I threw out the answer of "Grover Cleveland" and was right. It was the strangest thing ever to guess things right.
It was fun, though there was only like five English majors at the beginning of the convocation. Maybe seven total by the end--and four of us were playing! History was much better represented. We definitely need to get more freshmen, sophomores, and juniors playing.
More later.
Ashlee
English was once again victorious. We beat History, 215 to 100.
Also, I'm apparently a good guesser. We threw out a random answer of "Trees" and we were right. Also, I threw out the answer of "Grover Cleveland" and was right. It was the strangest thing ever to guess things right.
It was fun, though there was only like five English majors at the beginning of the convocation. Maybe seven total by the end--and four of us were playing! History was much better represented. We definitely need to get more freshmen, sophomores, and juniors playing.
More later.
Ashlee
Friday, December 2, 2011
Competition?
12-2-11
Okay, so I guess I should feel honored that they want me to organize some English majors for the Brock Bowl next week. But, apparently the head of my department was "trash-talking" to the leader of the opponents. Before my class with him, he told me about their conversation with his excited face on, the one where his eyes twinkle mischievously.
What was said:
"I told [that professor] that they're going down. And you know what she said?"
"No, what?"
I shouldn't have asked. Teachers apparently discuss students between them, and I guess I should take it as a compliment that the other professor pointed out that I was on my department's team. I'm sure that's what he meant it as.
Anyway, then he looks at me and says, "I want us to win this year."
To which I replied, "We won last year."
"We did?"
"Yep. By a lot, too. I remember. I was there."
"Well, I was there and I don't remember, but I believe you." And he basically summed up by saying we should strive to win anyway.
It's a fun rivalry. I like playing. But it's a team effort, in my opinion. It's the teams that make it fun. It's also just for fun, at least in my mind. I'm pretty sure the teachers involved just want the bragging rights of having won. Besides, I've never gone back on what I told Thurber all those years ago: I'm an English major, so I play on the English team, even with my history minor.
It's somewhat exciting, although a little geeky, but I know I will have a little difficulty in getting people to play. English majors are fickle about being up front, I've noticed. So I hope that the people I hope will be there will be there. (I'm looking at at least two of my blog-readers. Yes, I went there. Please play next week. And do you know someone who's still a student who's got skills in 20th Century? Maybe one of you?)
Okay, so I guess I should feel honored that they want me to organize some English majors for the Brock Bowl next week. But, apparently the head of my department was "trash-talking" to the leader of the opponents. Before my class with him, he told me about their conversation with his excited face on, the one where his eyes twinkle mischievously.
What was said:
"I told [that professor] that they're going down. And you know what she said?"
"No, what?"
I shouldn't have asked. Teachers apparently discuss students between them, and I guess I should take it as a compliment that the other professor pointed out that I was on my department's team. I'm sure that's what he meant it as.
Anyway, then he looks at me and says, "I want us to win this year."
To which I replied, "We won last year."
"We did?"
"Yep. By a lot, too. I remember. I was there."
"Well, I was there and I don't remember, but I believe you." And he basically summed up by saying we should strive to win anyway.
It's a fun rivalry. I like playing. But it's a team effort, in my opinion. It's the teams that make it fun. It's also just for fun, at least in my mind. I'm pretty sure the teachers involved just want the bragging rights of having won. Besides, I've never gone back on what I told Thurber all those years ago: I'm an English major, so I play on the English team, even with my history minor.
It's somewhat exciting, although a little geeky, but I know I will have a little difficulty in getting people to play. English majors are fickle about being up front, I've noticed. So I hope that the people I hope will be there will be there. (I'm looking at at least two of my blog-readers. Yes, I went there. Please play next week. And do you know someone who's still a student who's got skills in 20th Century? Maybe one of you?)
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Brock Bowl
12-9-10
Today we had the annual Brock Bowl, that geeky convocation where English majors and minors face off with History majors and minors in a trivia contest of English and history questions. I always play on the English team, despite the fact that I am also a history minor. For years, one of my now-graduated history major friends tried to get me to play on the history team, but I had to show major loyalty. Right? (Right.)
For years, the history team has won, partially due to the efforts of the aforementioned friend of mine. But today? Today English trounced History for the first time in years. YEARS. And I played a decently large role in that (and I'm probably being modest, but whatever.) I answered a lot of questions (got some right, got some wrong; that happens), and I say "trounced" because that's the only way one can explain a score of 300 to 100. Just sayin'.
One of my teachers told me that I should try out for Jeopardy!, and another teacher told me I should study law and specialize in First Amendment rights. I say, graduation is two years off, and I haven't decided what I'm going to do after I graduate. We'll see where God takes me in the next two years and beyond.
Today we had the annual Brock Bowl, that geeky convocation where English majors and minors face off with History majors and minors in a trivia contest of English and history questions. I always play on the English team, despite the fact that I am also a history minor. For years, one of my now-graduated history major friends tried to get me to play on the history team, but I had to show major loyalty. Right? (Right.)
For years, the history team has won, partially due to the efforts of the aforementioned friend of mine. But today? Today English trounced History for the first time in years. YEARS. And I played a decently large role in that (and I'm probably being modest, but whatever.) I answered a lot of questions (got some right, got some wrong; that happens), and I say "trounced" because that's the only way one can explain a score of 300 to 100. Just sayin'.
One of my teachers told me that I should try out for Jeopardy!, and another teacher told me I should study law and specialize in First Amendment rights. I say, graduation is two years off, and I haven't decided what I'm going to do after I graduate. We'll see where God takes me in the next two years and beyond.
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