PETRIFIED, I went in to see the Dean yesterday. I was certain he was going to stomp or yell or do something really bad. But he didn't. In fact, he didn't seem to care much at all. His attitude was very blase... something to the effect of
"Eh, no biggie..."
AS SOME KOOKY DRUM MUSIC PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND, HE PULLS ON HIS BOWTIE AND SAYS "Ella, we aren't in the habit of kicking students out of med school. We much prefer to graduate them. You had trouble on one test and you're a little behind? That's not such a big deal. Go talk to your professors. If they don't help you let me know."
A LITTLE SHAKEY, I said "Ok, thanks"... and breathed a sigh of relief.
POSITIVE THAT SOME PROFESSOR WOULD MAKE ME TAKE MY EXAM TOMORROW AS PUNISHMENT... I emailed each one and proposed a timeline for make-ups. Including a couple in the summer. So I didn't have to stress and double up my work.
STUNNED... I opened my email to realize that they all agreed to my plan.
RELIEVED... I made cookies and picked up my biochem book to study in my new lovely house.
That's the great part about being "part of the club." Even the kids in my class who really cracked just ended up repeating a year. It happens ALL THE TIME.
ReplyDeleteHey, alright! Glad to hear that everything worked out well for you, and I hope that this upward trend spills over across the board in your life!
ReplyDeleteI hope I get into your school...but I seriously doubt I'll get in anywhere if I don't start studying for my Bio test next week. I blame you for having a more interesting life than my biology book. ;)
ReplyDeleteP.S. I'm really happy that it's working out for you! It's a marathon, not a sprint.
Congratulations Ella! The dean made the right choice.
ReplyDeleteI wish this was like facebook and had a "Like" button I could click... :)
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome!!!
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