I have never been ashamed of my religion nor will I ever be. The only shame I ever suppose I would feel in regards to my faith is my lack of knowledge on the scriptures, worldly events, and (obviously) my sins. Just like last year, I came to school with ashes on my forehead. (I never remember whether we’re allowed to wipe it/wash it off but I do remember being yelled at as a kid for doing so.) Though I am grateful to the people who pointed out the ashes, I am astonished by their ignorance, especially for being in college and for being raised as/in an environment predominantly Catholic. But to each his/her own. I pray that they continue to pursue an education and grow in knowledge.
After today, I can definitely say “easier said than done” about being kind. I can’t say I didn’t expect any trials to come day one, but it would have been nice … The gossip left as it came, though the topic lingered in my thoughts and resurfaced animosity that I hope to soon put in the past …
To Dr. Garcia,
Though I was just about peeved when I heard you were extending/postponing deadlines, I am actually very thankful for the time you have given the class for these coming assignments. You have never been more hilarious in lecture than you have today. They helped me to stay awake, stay focused, and stay smiling. I am blessed to have an instructor who so obviously cares for their student’s success and is willing to spend so much time on motivating/prepping their students the way you do. I hope that you may find teaching my fellow classmates and I a joy for you as well.
P.S. I thought your eyes were captivating from day one. Just beautiful.