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My second year of French class
The first year of French class went well, but the second year was different. Perhaps it was because the class was at 8 a.m—too early. I missed often but had to pay a penalty. I worked each afternoon for Dr. Ted Mitau. Unfortunately for me, the French department offices were right next to his office. Miss Sundheim would walk by, spot me, and give me a lecture about missing class with Dr. Mitau as the unwitting third party. After she left, I would get a second lecture from Dr. Mitau. I would promise to reform my ways, but within a week, I would fall back into my natural lax ways, and lecturing would begin all over again. Little did I realize that just a few years later I would be working in Paris. Then, how I wished I had paid more attention to my French class.
- Charles N. Johnson
From lackluster to spectacular in one semester
I remember exactly the period when I morphed from a lazy, lackluster liberal arts student (who put off doing papers until the day before they were due and had several credits in incompletes) to a real live explosively delighted hardworking Macalester senior, intellectually curious and academically organized. It was in ŇModern American and British PoetryÓ and my guru was Roger Blakely. He turned me around and I never looked back. He is gone now and I never really thanked him, but I think he knew. He and I also played some great tennis together.
- Patricia Cochrane Young
Time to hit the books
After a fun summer of 1952, I finally realized that if I was going to get a decent job, I needed a college education and a degree. I was accepted at Mac and my mom and dad said they could pay for my first semester and I could live at home but I was on my own for future costs. My first major was music until I decided that I didnŐt want to teach music and didnŐt like the idea of playing professionally, with night work and all that. So, I switched to Business Administration. I remember studying, working 20 hours a week, studying, playing cards in the student union, studying, singing in the Mac grill, studying, playing in the band, orchestra and singing in the choirs, and going to classes in between all of this.
Jim Tjornhom
The kindness of professors
I nearly flunked out as a frosh as I played cards and pool most of the time that first fall. Lucky for me my professors were nice and I got CŐs and DŐs at midterm. I learned that it wasnŐt high school and that I had to study if I was going to stay.
Al Godfrey
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