Community College

Community College

It is a different atmosphere and for most of us who attend it a very small chapter in our lives. I have taken many classes at community college just to try out different things usually to find out Criminal Justice is not taught by police officers nor are there field trips to the station, Sociology is a slow form of suicide, and Psych classes are absolutely ridiculous. The content of a Psych class is up to par the way its taught is well rehearsed and relatable. Maybe a little to relatable which brings me to my next point. After sitting through roughly 20 units of Psychology classes I thought I had heard and seen enough. Fellow classmates discussing deep seeded personal problems that in some way always relate back to the topic. That is a disorder in it of itself. Going so far off the discussion with a personal disclaimer and making a 360 back to Schizophrenia. Things such as “well my cousins brothers sisters friends wife had identical boy girl twins.” or “when I was younger I played make believe a lot does that mean I have alters?” When something is medically impossible and stated with such confidence I love watching it unfold. If that idea is challenged by the professor the bold new age scientist immediately goes on the defense usually offering some type of absurd story which is drawn out and usually the script for a P.B.S. special. When question/statements are made like point number 2 it is always shot down before anything can really happen. Just once I wish a teacher would respond with something along the lines of “yes as a matter of fact you do have alters and you displayed very abnormal behavior when you were little talking to yourself and your toys.” What is more disturbing than the question is that people are serious when they ask it. Other statements that relate afterbirth to lasagna should result in being dropped from the class. With a clip of my first 2 years at community college you would think I had heard it all. False. A very different field that I clearly have overlooked until now is the field of Holistic Medicine. If you have not taken a course in it I highly recommend it. I have never been in a setting where so many individuals surrounding me had dreadlocks. I have never seen so many feathers coming out of heads, facial piercings, tattoos of trees, hemp shoes, and aloe water in my life. I kid you not I walked in and thought I had lice. Naturally I chose an isle seat next to the door just in case something flew out of my classmates rats nest and I needed to make a quick escape. This was nothing like I had ever experienced before, 99% of my classmates see legalizing marijuana as part of a soon to be hopeful daily ritual. Then there is me…..at this point I am fantasizing about drinking bleach and shaving my head. A fun activity that is well known is the survey paper. Teachers hand it out with usually 10 questions ranging from. Your name, anything special about you I should know about and what you hope to get out of the class. My paper went a little something like this.
(actual questions and responses)
Name: Alisa Morrison
Age: 21 (<finally)
Gender: Female
How healthy do you consider yourself? 1 not healthy 5 very healthy
3.5 I am battling a very compulsive and strong addiction to In n Out Burger. (and by battle I mean trying to decide between a double double and animal style.)
How could you improve your health?
Well after sitting in here for an hour and 15 minutes….a shower?
What do you hope to get out of this class?
A better understanding of both Western Medicine and Alternative Methods as applied to psychological/somatic issues.
What is a potential barrier that could keep you from that?
My classmates spreading the Plague.
Anything extra you think I should know about you?
Yes as a matter of fact there is. I am finding that I really enjoy your “NO CELL PHONE” sign when the building itself does not get service.
Some other things I learned about community college the word “crusty” can be applied outside Cafeteria, elevators are not a place to adjust undergarments, and students who ride their bikes to campus keep their pant leg rolled up.