Staring out the classroom window, I looked at the trees. It was autumn, so the apple trees were in full bloom. I watched as one broke off from the tree and hit a guy sleeping under it. Fuck that guy, man.
No, I don’t mean the guy I was watching. I meant Issac Newton and his stupid laws. I’d consider myself a well-tempered fellow. I was never one to start many fights or get into any dangerous situations. In fact, my high school class voted me the most loving and peaceful person in the class. But if I could travel back in time, I would find Isaac Newton and punch him in the face because he discovered physics.
Thanks to him and all his fancy pants experiments, physics was added to the curriculum for my engineering degree. Now I’m forced to learn about the subject to receive my degree.
“Mr. Kóbor, are you trying to use the Momentum formula on a falling apple?” Professor said.
I snapped out of my daydream and looked around. Everyone’s eyes were on me and there was a worked-out equation on the board. The professor was standing at her podium and tapping her finger. “Of course, ma’am. How else will I ne able to complete my homework?” I said.
Everyone in the class started to snicker. The teacher pinched her nose and shook her head. “Mr. Kóbor, we are not learning about momentum. We are learning about thermodynamics.” Professor looked up and looked at me directly. “You would find that all your answers can be found inside the classroom instead of outside of it. Maybe if you paid more attention to what is happening inside the classroom, then what is outside it, you would be passing the class.”
“Yes, Ma’am, I will try my best to pay more attention to your riveting lectures.” I said. The professor rolled her eyes and continued her lecture.
When class ended, I got up and started to make my way towards the door. “Jake holds on for a second,” the professor said. I went to her desk and watched as the door closed behind the last person and my teacher continued, “Jake, I’m aware at times I can be tough on you, but it’s because I care. You’ve been phenomenal in my calculus classes, so it’s strange that you are failing my physics class. Is there something that I can do to help you?”
“No ma’am, I think it’s probably just me. I really can’t get engaged with the subject.” I said. It was definitely her; I only passed all three-calculus course because my cousin is an amazing tutor. It sucks he doesn’t know much about physics.
Professor sighed, “Well, I hope you remember that my office hours are Mondays and Wednesdays from 3 pm-5 pm. You can stop by anytime or make an appointment and we can do it over video.” Professor said, backing up things into her bag.
“Thank you, professor, have a great rest of your day,” I said, walking out.
“You as well, and study hard, Jake.” The professor said.
Getting into my car, I started to drive back to my parents. There had to be a way I could get around without having to study for this class. When I stopped at a stoplight, I saw someone driving a DeLorean. Hmmmm....what if…. No, that would be impossible. The light turned green, and I went home.
Back home, I paced around my garage, debating how I’m going to solve my current predicament. Maybe the Professor was right, and I should visit her during office hours. Yeah right. She’s terrible at explaining the theories, and that’s how I got into this mess!
I could go to the tutoring center and get some help with them. That was simply out of the question. The reason I went to my cousin is that the tutoring center is a joke. Besides, my peers would probably be there too, then I would have to socialize with them. No, thank you.
That’s when I remembered seeing the DeLorean at the stoplight. The only way I am going to pass that class is if I erase the subject from history. I needed to go back in time and stop Isaac Newton from ever discovering physics.
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