I Like to Be the Most Ignorant/Taking a Class on David Foster Wallace

This morning I ordered a personal genome kit that I will spit on and return. Ten weeks from now I’ll get all sorts of information about what’s in me. Just when I thought I knew enough about my gene pool. 🙂

More about this in a bit.

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stack of books

I SHOWED UP
at the college
on Wednesday.

“Showed up” is the key phrase here.

Every semester
the local college
offers 5 classes
for people of, let’s just say, a certain age.
No tests. No papers. No credit.
Just an opportunity to learn about something with others.

“With others” is the key phrase there.

I wanted to get in on this.
It was a goal in 2012 and I didn’t do it.
It was a goal in 2013 and I didn’t do it.
And now, 2014, I have done it!

I chose a class
on the works of David Foster Wallace,
an author I’d heard of, but never read.
I always go for courses where I know nothing.
I like to be the most ignorant,
the one with the most potential for growth.
OR, the thought occurs,
maybe I like being the one nobody expects anything from.
Hmmmm……

AT THE LIBRARY,
I get a slew of his books.
He’s an essayist, I read somewhere.
How long can an essay be?
With just this kind of thinking,
I near break an arm,
carrying books home.
One was a 1000-page novel!
The course is only 8 weeks long.
I’m in over my head and I know it.
I go to class anyway.

IN CLASS, I see a lot of familiar faces,
people who frequent the same haunts I do,
and now I know their names.

I find out I don’t have to read the 1,000-page book,
just 5 pages of it.

And, even though the class is at the tail end of the afternoon
when I’m not at my peak socially,
I pass a delightful 2 hours
comparing and contrasting,
discussing writing styles and
listening as people who read the same handout as me
have a completely different “take” on a character.
My horizons are broadened, and at this time of day!

For two hours, I am lost in the world of ideas,
which is home to me.
And when, at 6, I emerge,
I am energized,
not dragging.

* * *

This is my 3rd post about intentional relating.
I wasn’t planning on writing 3 posts about it,
but the topic had a mind of its own, I guess.
Maybe this is my topic.
I’ve been out looking for my topic a long time now.

Oh, the genome! Next semester there will be a genetics class, it was announced, and if anyone is interested in having their personal genome done before that, they need to get on it now.

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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3 Responses to I Like to Be the Most Ignorant/Taking a Class on David Foster Wallace

  1. This goes without saying, but you know I’m a big fan of “intentional relating”…and the people who write about it. 🙂

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  2. Sarah Farish says:

    I LOVE this 🙂 I’ve only heard of David Foster…perhaps I need a course at some point:)

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