I’ve got a fever, and the only prescription is: more awardsPosted: June 4, 2012
What’s this I found in a bin in my linen closet? Is it a file folder filled with various certificates of award…?! Oh, this is embarrassing. I mean, there’s like 30 or something. What kind of awards are they, you’re probably not asking? Well, there’s a few Ann Brannon awards for scholastic achievement and improvement; one from the Optimists’ Club for citizenship; and a ribbon for reading. I must say I never tire of seeing my name in calligraphy.
But if I’m being honest here… one of these honors I did not earn. It was one of my Ann Brannon awards for scholastic achievement and improvement. I was a senior in high school and I really wasn’t the best in any subject, nor did I make any great strides in any one area. But the government teacher, Mrs. Murray, gave me the Ann Brannon award for government. Now, I made good grades in government — but not the best. Plus I took that class first semester — I was long done with that by the time the awards rolled around. I was, at the time, however, Mrs. Murray’s teacher’s assistant. I graded papers for her and whatnot. Talk about nepotism. I accepted the award, of course — if she hadn’t given it to me, I’d have had no Ann Brannon award that year. Can you even imagine?
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