Day 112: Arguing with a fool makes it two 

To share or not to share

SilverGhoster and his classmates are weird. Period. For students getting an. MBA degree, especially in Educational Leadership, they seem to be a little immature in certain aspects. I remember having a similar conversation with GardenMan and his Senior, but these were u degrade kids in their second year. Not experienced professionals pursuing a professional degree, and heading off to lead institutions.

The bone of contention? Class notes, should one share them or not. I have always related to the concept of Open Source over proprietary software even when working. I believe that knowledge should be out in the open, available for those capable to make the most of it. And by reading the notes that you took in a class, if another is able to score more marks than you, what does it truly say about your preparation?

I take my notes online, on a OneNote, and the notebooks are shared with my classmates; well, both of them. At the end of the first semester, they themselves realized that using another’s to study us only so effective, and it’s more beneficial to take your own notes. Even now A uses my notes online but as a guide for last minute preparation.

It reinforces my thought, that when you put all your cards out there, people realize that their own limitations would stop them from making the most out of what you shared. And you eventually come out being the smarter one. Because we all know that when you argue with a fool, that automatically makes it two.

It is also well known that the one that doesn’t share his bread with the doggo is the fool. So, can you? Now please?” Scotch 

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Day 46: Quiet Cracks

Quiet

We walked into the Special School today and immediately knew something was amiss. An eerie silence had replaced the usual cacophony of bawling and yelling. Turned out that the whole school had driven over to the main school, to do a stage rehearsal of the skit. I was excited and dejected, all in one. We hadn’t seen a single rehearsal this far and were hoping we’d see them practice today. Turns out we’ll directly see our skit performed on stage.

With the kids gone, and no constant questions from Jeslyn to worry about, we got a lot of work done on the props today. We colored the car, cut out the scooter, colored its tyres and the seat. I even managed to make little number plates for both before the kids came back from practice, jumping with excitement.

Mum had donated 7 of her sarees that were never getting worn but were presentable. I brought it to the loom so the kids could do their magic and give me 2 big carpets. I’m looking forward to their call in September to pick up my finished product.

Cracks

There was an underlying cold air amidst the three of us through the whole day. While we were able to keep some of the differences aside and work professionally, it was clear that there was a crack in the China and no amount of mending could fix it.

I drove with Ms. RS to college earlier today and caught her up on the Religion’s drama. Having been an alumni of the same program that I am in, she was able to relate to similar issues in her senior batch, her own batch and her junior batch too. I remember, AA was frustrated by the time he reached the 4th semester, and couldn’t wait for the ordeal to be over. Would I be in a similar state in half a year too?

All these data got the two of us wondering if the teachers in the department were catalysts to these discernments in a huge way. A majority of the teachers here are catholics, in a catholic institution, teaching sisters like SrA every year. Say what you might but there’s only so much objectivity they can bring in. Teachers definitely pick favorites early on, their little caddies to run their errands and play administrative staff. I remember this from school too: the popular kids that ran behind teachers with their bags and books. Would you really grade you caddy poorly and continue to expect him to pick up after you?

When bound by their duty to their profession and to their religion, what would the teachers pick first? There lies one key problem in our secular, but not so secular, education system.

Sigh! Why are you so caught up in this religion blah, S? 

Relax. Do your karma. Give me some food. The rest will follow.” Scotch