Yesterday, the kid who wanted to play baseball. Today, the students who want an education. Deaf Students File Lawsuit Against USU. Suddenly, I feel like we’ve jumped back in time.
I graduated college over 10 years ago (yikes!) and even then, American University (AU) had an office for students with disabilities. I spent my freshman year at TCU and got notetakers there. Some good. Some bad. I needed a strong one in economics and got someone who was an economics major, but his notes stunk more than a garbage bin on a hot and humid day.
I just remembered a notetaker that I liked and had for a few classes while at TCU. Tracy. She had the stereotypical girl’s cursive handwriting with big, neat, and round letters. She was thorough and thanks to her, I did well in Ben Proctor’s U.S. history class.
At AU, I don’t remember too much about notetakers in the classes not related to my major. For my major, I believe I sat next to folks and reviewed their notes or made copies. By the time you take classes in your field, you see the same people and they’re easier to approach for help than strangers.
Oh yes, I had notetakers for my literature classes as I’ve got the notebooks to prove it. My handwriting wasn’t that nice. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever had a “handwriting style” except for my signature: Meryl ————. It used to be Meryl K. Ev ——–. Then in the last few years (I guess since I got busier with three kids), I got lazy and blurred away the K. Ev.
It’s a trip whenever I read my journals that I’ve been keeping since I was a sophomore in college at AU. My handwriting has a life of its own like newscasters’ hairstyles. When we watch Barbara Walters or Katie Couric flashbacks, we see a new hairstyle every year. Yeah, that’s my handwriting. Yet, my siblings and my parents all have distinctive handwriting. I even remember my grandmother’s.
Maybe using a computer for the first time at 10 had something to do with it. My daughter’s handwriting isn’t typical of a pre-teen/teen girl’s handwriting. It’s shocking Paul isn’t a doctor. He writes like one.
Anyway, literature. Notetaking. Back on track. I took two lit classes in one semester. How dumb was that? I read more books in that semester than I had in a year. I loved the classes though. Should’ve just taken them in separate semesters instead of trying to spend all my waking hours outside of the classroom with a nose in a book.
Not so back on track. Well, I made it through college with a good GPA. I wouldn’t want to go through it again. I love education and plan to go back for a masters… online. Unfortunately, more colleges are adopting online lectures using VoIP. Which puts me at a disadvantage again. Just hope Texas Tech won’t do that as the university has a program I’ve got my eye on. Just need to gain 10 hours a week before starting.