I Do Beleive

4:29 PM, Posted by SivartM, No Comment

I’m sure you’re probably hyperventilating right now, but don’t worry. That typo in the title was completely intentional. All shall be explained.

It is snowing today. But that is not what I am writing about. Neither does it have anything to do (as far as I can tell) with the typo in the title.

Today’s reading assignment for Western Heritage was selected pages from “The Freedom of a Christian” by Martin Luther. A simple reading assignment, however, led to an astoundingly pointless chain of events.

I had ordered a book online for a significantly lower price, but had not yet arrived in the mail. I went to the bookstore to see if I could find a used copy that was on sale, but the only copies they had were new, and almost twenty dollars. I then debated the pros and cons of buying a copy of a book that I already (sort of) owned just to use it for two days, after which I would no longer be able to return it to the bookstore, and would end up with two copies.

I decided to see if they had a copy in the library. What luck! I checked it out and read the required pages, but it was rather confusing, because the page numbers assigned didn’t delineate any logical sections of the book. I decided that it must simply be a different edition of the book.

Fortunately, I got to class ten minutes early. As soon as I walked into the sparsely populated classroom, I sensed that something was terribly wrong, and my backpack seemed to grow heavier. As my eyes fell upon the few other students who were early, I felt confusion, and then more confusion, and then pure frustration. I had read the wrong book. And I owned the correct book. I immediately turned around and headed for the dorm, which was about 10 minutes away at a comfortable pace. I passed both of my Western Heritage teachers while I was speed-walking back to my room. One of them commented with a grin that I was going the wrong way, and I said something about having forgotten my book. Little did he know (may he never read this post) that I had literally forgotten all about my book.

I only got to class a few minutes late, fortunately. Unfortunately, I came back to a quiz for which I was completely unprepared. I’m pretty sure that I didn’t get a single question right. However, one quiz will not hurt my grade too much, so I’m not terribly worried.

After class we got back a pile of our papers from last semester that had been graded. As I looked over them, I flickered between elation (Thank goodness I mentioned Plato’s rationalism!) and despair (How on earth could I write “beleive” instead of “believe”? How could I ignore my spell checker’s fervent warnings?). See, I told you I’d explain the title. Isn’t it clever how I tied it all together?

I did notice one mistake that my teacher made, however. That comma was correctly placed, thank you. I didn’t mention anything about it to him, though; somehow I get the feeling that nobody else really cares about commas.

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