Community

Tonight, I have my final study group for the Algebra course that I’m taking at the local community college. There is a group of us, including the instructor, who have been together for more semesters than we want to admit. While Algebra is not a good subject for me, this particular class has turned out to be more fun than happy hour at the local pub. I mean, how many study groups bring Cinco De Mayo decorations to the Math Lab??

Being a big fan of the show “Community” I started naming the characters in our class from the show. I ultimately turned out to be the “Shirley” of the group, the cheerful, older woman. We have “Big Dave” who was a morning disc jockey for the past ten years and finally decided to get serious about his education. “Heather” just got accepted to nursing school and bubbles over with wit and sarcasm.

One of our main goals of the group is to distract the instructor with weekly anecdotes as he tries so hard to convince the class that life without knowing the binomial theorem would not be worth living. And suffice it to say, that when I take my final exam next week and walk out of the class, along with the relief to be finally through it, there will be more than a little melancholy for the end of our “community.”