Conviction Pandemonium!

Have you ever been in a public place and overheard a conversation you
wished you had not? Yes, I have too, and I’m about to share it with
Let me set the scene. People sit at small tables enjoying each
other’s company while they eat a light lunch and drink a bit of
coffee. Music plays softly, a backdrop to the gentle hum of
conversation. Suddenly, a voice cuts through my concentration. It
grates, not because of the tone or volume but because of the words.
I sigh and put my work aside.
Two university students sit nearby, young and attractive with
flawless complexions. I believe they were working on an essay for a
religious studies course. Their conversation about faith could have
been deep. Indeed, one offered insightful comments and asked
interesting questions. The other told anecdotes about court cases in
which the defendants used examples of priests getting away with rape
as a reason that they should be able to do the same. She told these
stories to her friend in a gossipy tone. She made inflammatory
statements and said nothing to back them up with facts. She repeated
her comments and anecdotes over and over again. The comments she made
had no bearing on their discussion of faith. Meanwhile, she texted
other people questions about faith, laughed at their responses and
proceeded to work on her essay, using others’ thoughts as her own.
When she said, “I never participate in class discussions. They
move too fast,” my jaw just about hit the floor. Being a
teacher, part of me wanted to exclaim that there is no good reason
not to participate in class discussions while the other part of me
decided that may not be such a bad thing.

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S.L. Wallace is a natural born storyteller. Daydreams, sweet dreams, nightmares...they all come from the same place, the world of imagination!

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