So I have a fascination with professors and how different they all are. I find myself constantly wishing I could draw so I could draw them. I have tried a little bit and I can not do them justice. I just find them each so unique and such characters. So today I was thinking, I have no talent in drawing, but I can draw them with my words. I wanted to do it in the form of a letter that I would write to them but they will never see because it will be my honest interpretation of them:) I think word pictures do a better job of explaining them then a picture anyway. Today I'm going to write about my literature professor:)
Dear Professor Badrich,
I was suggested to take your class by my favorite English prof at this school so I assumed you were amazing. I got to your class the first day and was never more weirded out yet amused by one person in my life. I've never met anyone half as unique as you. You dress almost like a homeless man, with your carhart pants and button down jean long sleaves. You always wear those combat boots and the suspenders. I've never seen a prof make such a mess with chalk before. You always have it alllll over you. Your shaggy, messed up, white/gray hair is tad long in my opinion and your very crooked nose leaves me wondering how many times you've broken it. My favorite thing about you is when you stand with your legs cross and wave your hands in the air talking like you just walked out of woodstock. I think the 70s were too good for you. I've never met a professor that can ramble for an hour and fifteen minutes about absolutely nothing like you can. I feel like I could never show up for class and still come in and take your final. I think you'd agree:) I am grateful for your flexability with your assignments. That has saved me several times this semester. I've never met anyone that gets as emotional as you do about civil rights and everyday people as you do. Very few profs will get emotional in class but you do often. It reminds me that you are human. I think your laugh is hilarious. Like a small school boy on crack. It is kind of scary. I will not lie, I get very bored in your class and want to be anywhere else sometimes. I think the fact that you are ADD throws me off because I am too and need a solid outline to follow. Needless to say I've never learned so little in one class yet heard more stories about a profs life in my life. It's been good, but I won't take you again. I want to actually learn the material so I can be smarter:) Thank you for lightening up my days and giving me something to laugh at. Your knowledge of the Bible astouds me, yet saddens me that you don't believe in it even after knowing it inside and out. I pray for your salvation. I think I will end this here because I've said a lot already. Take care. Have a nice life. P.S. Please give me and A:)
Sincerely,
Miss Putnam (as you always call me even tho it's spelled wrong)
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