Quarter Grades

I had originally planned on making this post a post in which I proudly told the world my wonderful grades. My plans have changed. Here are my grades:

Principles of PC Operating System: A
Programming Data Structures: A-
Micro-Computer Applications: D
Textbook Reading: F

How did I get the D and the F?

My textbook reading class was all online, and in truth, it was really easy. Unfortunately, I had miscalculated the date of the final. Instead of the final being during finals week, the final was during the weekend prior. Because I missed the announcement, I failed the final and the class. Fortunately, the class was only worth one credit. The only reason why I took the class was to meet the minimum credit requirement for financial aid. I didn't want to fail this class, but considering it was only 1/12 of my GPA, it was easy to cope with.

The real problem came with the D. This class took up 1/4th of of my GPA. I have failed a lot of classes before this (read my first blog post), but this was the one that got to me the most. The reason was simple: I had already expected to fail all of those other classes. This class was the exact opposite. I had expected to receive an A, but got a D instead.

Throughout the whole quarter, I had excelled in this class. In fact, for the most part I worked as the unofficial TA. This class covered how to use Word, Excel, and Explorer, programs that I was already proficient with. Since this class was a prerequisite though, I still needed to take the class.

So how in the world did I get a D? On the day of the final, the teacher gave us a few projects. When we finished, we had to save our projects to a flash drive and give the flash drive to the teacher to copy to his computer. I did just that, except somehow he never got my final.

When he was copying my folder that had both my homework and final in  it, another student struck up a conversation with him. As I watched the teacher, he half-attentively deleted a file. I watched him do it, however, I didn't think he had deleted one of my files. After all, he knew what he was doing, right?

Later on, after I discovered I had failed the class. I emailed the teacher and discovered that he never got my final. I looked on my flash drive so that I could email the file to him again, and discovered it wasn't there. I never delete any school work, so it confused me to say the least. I grabbed a free data recovery program off of cnet.com and ran it on my flash drive and found the final. After some thought, put the dots together and realized that my teacher had indeed deleted my final.

The most unfortunate problem of this whole ordeal is that I cannot convince my teacher that he made a mistake, especially with no proof.

Don't get me wrong, I am not attempting to point the finger at my teacher in an attempt to absolve blame from myself. I've failed a lot of classes, so I would have no problem if I had been the guilty party.

Since I have had a difficult time convincing my teacher, I went to plan B: I prayed. God never fixed the problem. The result was a long, frustrating conversation with him. I know he loves me, and that he can do anything, but that was exactly why I was frustrated. I knew he could fix my grade, but he remained silent.

Like I said, it was a long conversation with God. It lasted about two or three days. For your sake though, I'll just tell you what God revealed to me.

The truth of the matter is that he created me and died for me. Eventually, I will join him in his new creation, and no more tears will be shed. Because of that, even if he doesn't answer any of my prayers, or ignores me for the rest of my life (which he wouldn't do) he would still be worthy of praise.

The question he wants to know is: will I praise him?

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