The Day I Mastered the Art of Being Invisible
You know that awkward moment when you’re physically in class, but somehow, according to the attendance sheet, you were off exploring another dimension? That was me on February 27th. I was right there, sitting in my usual spot, but my mind? Oh, it was deep inside the world of Carvalho, flipping through the next chapters while the rest of the class was engaged in a discussion.
Then came the moment of doom—Dr. Sushyni Kothuri asked a question. I heard the silence. I felt the class looking around. And yet, there I was, blissfully unaware, lost in the pages of the book. The next thing I knew, my name was called, but my voice never made an appearance. No answer. No reaction. Just the sound of my internal monologue realizing, “Oh no.”
Naturally, she marked me absent—because, well, what’s the point of being present if you’re not actually present? And did I go up to her later and explain? Nope. Because honestly, it was my own.
Moral of the story? If you want to exist on the attendance sheet, make sure you exist in the discussion too. Also, turns out being invisible isn't a superpower—it's just bad classroom strategy.
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