What a woman told me today had me laughing and wondering what the world is coming to.
Now that the semester has ended, I had a little time to get my hair cut in a new style for summer. The stylist was a middle-aged woman who did a terrific job--in part because she was a good listener and pinned down what I really wanted. She had me show her exactly what I wanted by using a mirror and by telling her how long or short I wanted my hair at the base, the sides, etc.
Anyway, during the course of all this she remarked that she, too, was a teacher. I asked where and she said at a theological seminary. I asked what kinds of students wanted to be ministers--were they young people, established adults, what? She responded they were all adults.
But then she went on to tell me they don't want to do anything. They don't want to write their papers and they don't want to do their research at the library. They didn't have particularly good attitudes about coming to class.
I must admit that I almost burst out laughing because the image of delinquent ministers entered my head. I was envisioning people of the cloth with dunce caps on and having to sit in the corner for not coming to class prepared.
Having found this assessment of her students rather surprising, I told her so. After all, if they "heard the call," I asked, wouldn't they be motivated to read, study, and do their papers? She shrugged it off, saying they just mostly seemed to want their "piece of paper" and to do as little as possible for it.
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Now doesn't that beat all? It's one thing for some college kid to show up for class without his term paper but when
ministers just want their "piece of paper..."
Cher