2009-05-08, 08:48 AM
I've gained a lot of knowledge over the years, and to be honest, it was more of a moral-lesson that slapped me in the face, than anything else. After taking my CISCO (semester 4 ; WAN Enterprise) online-final exam, I got a 75.6%. I then reviewed over my overall-grade for the class, and noticed I got a 85% (B) in the class. I was quite happy, because once in my life, in a CISCO class, I got something higher than a 77%! After class was over, I had a talk with my teacher outside the class, and in the hallways.
I smiled at him and said "I did quite well this semester, but I could have done much better." He smiled back and said this:
"You had the potential, brother. Like I told you, on the first day of class, ON first semester, don't goof off, don't f*ck around, don't play games in my class. Don't be like ________, he's a nice guy and all, but eh... don't be like him. You have it in you. I knew you'd do well. You've changed and progressed a lot since 1st semester. I'm really proud of you, Khoi."
After that, I smiled and he gave me a hug. I suddenly realized something, he sounds more like a father to me than my own father. Now, while you (as the reader) find this rather idiotic and moronic, that I said such a thing, here's why. My father always 'degrades' me and calls me dumb, or yells at me over trivial things. Where as my own teacher, does the opposite, and tries to motivate me. Here's a story of what happened to me during 2nd semester, almost causing me to flunk!
Back in 2nd semester, I had to configure 3 routers and make them communicate (or talk to each other). I did not know how to configure them, as I did not know how to subnet IP addresses, causing me to stare at my computer monitor and then back and forth at my routers, I did that for a good 3 hours.
My teacher came to me, and said "Are you done?". I said "I give up.. I can't.." and he looks at me and says "You have one final chance left, come back here tomorrow at 2:30 PM, your final chance. Stop goofing off."
After that, I went to the cafeteria and saw a old lady (that I recognized from my class), and I asked her if she knew how to subnet. She did! So she taught me how to in less than 15 minutes. Afterwards, I went home that night and studied until 2 AM, learning every single commands for the routers, and when the next day came, I configured those 3 routers and gained a 93% for my hands-on final! My teacher is a great guy, and we'll keep in contact even after I graduate with my Associate's.
Moral of the story: There is no moral, just sometimes, if you have a good teacher, he or she will kick your ass a bit to make sure you succeed in school. I learned this, quite well.
I wonder if anybody else within this forum-community has experienced anything similar?
I smiled at him and said "I did quite well this semester, but I could have done much better." He smiled back and said this:
"You had the potential, brother. Like I told you, on the first day of class, ON first semester, don't goof off, don't f*ck around, don't play games in my class. Don't be like ________, he's a nice guy and all, but eh... don't be like him. You have it in you. I knew you'd do well. You've changed and progressed a lot since 1st semester. I'm really proud of you, Khoi."
After that, I smiled and he gave me a hug. I suddenly realized something, he sounds more like a father to me than my own father. Now, while you (as the reader) find this rather idiotic and moronic, that I said such a thing, here's why. My father always 'degrades' me and calls me dumb, or yells at me over trivial things. Where as my own teacher, does the opposite, and tries to motivate me. Here's a story of what happened to me during 2nd semester, almost causing me to flunk!
Back in 2nd semester, I had to configure 3 routers and make them communicate (or talk to each other). I did not know how to configure them, as I did not know how to subnet IP addresses, causing me to stare at my computer monitor and then back and forth at my routers, I did that for a good 3 hours.
My teacher came to me, and said "Are you done?". I said "I give up.. I can't.." and he looks at me and says "You have one final chance left, come back here tomorrow at 2:30 PM, your final chance. Stop goofing off."
After that, I went to the cafeteria and saw a old lady (that I recognized from my class), and I asked her if she knew how to subnet. She did! So she taught me how to in less than 15 minutes. Afterwards, I went home that night and studied until 2 AM, learning every single commands for the routers, and when the next day came, I configured those 3 routers and gained a 93% for my hands-on final! My teacher is a great guy, and we'll keep in contact even after I graduate with my Associate's.
Moral of the story: There is no moral, just sometimes, if you have a good teacher, he or she will kick your ass a bit to make sure you succeed in school. I learned this, quite well.
I wonder if anybody else within this forum-community has experienced anything similar?
