I just completed my fifth year teaching undergraduate engineering.
If you know me, maybe you find that statement amusing. I would guess you might think this is funny in the same way that it was funny when Bugs Bunny put on a tuxedo and conducted Wagner’s theme from Act III of the opera, Lohengrin. Trust me, no one is as surprised as me. And I am me.
Amusing or disturbing, the completion of the academic year always means graduation. It’s one of my favorite times of the year because I always feel very proud of my seniors. And because it means summer is here. And because sometimes I get presents.
This year, before accepting any gifts from the class of 2011. I decided to strike first. I thought that since the senior awards so benevolently bestowed by the university are usually a little boring, it would be fun to make my own. One for each senior, construction paper and typewriting, a safety pin sewed on the back: that sort of flaunt-my-masculinity thing.
Anyway, I did it. I got all twenty-five made! I was a little fretful about offending someone, but each fortune came from what I think Christians call a place of love. Therefore I ultimately feel comfortable about all that was said. We had a small ceremony on the last day of ET460: Automation and some people even wore their ribbons for the rest of the day. Class of 2011, I will miss you. (And thanks for the booze, Lamar)
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