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[community profile] daily_prompt Prompt #430: The Chosen

Every college acceptance letter shoved in my mailbox bore some generic congratulations: ". . . You are among the select few. . ." ". . . accomplishments merit acceptance into our family" ". . . we CHOOSE YOU to join our class of 2014. . ."

Dear Colleges:

Who the fish do you think I am, Pikachu? You picked me? Oh, no, no, no, no-No. I chose you. What right has a school--an establishment contingent upon student attendance--to mandate who is and who is not worthy? I sent my repertoire to you. I knew that you would accept me, and then I would chose from you.

Colleges were established to educate those individuals interested in higher learning, not to discriminate between who deserves your mascot on his or her résumé.  How dare you the audacity of assuming that I serve you, you who walks crippled without my tuition and alumna donations?

Some of you hide behind the excuse of research to fuel your elitism--and all the more woe to those who do not. For what good are you if my professor doesn't even have the intention of earning his doctorate?

And don't deny it: some of you set your tuition and fees according to the rank and reach of your prestige. So now even America allows birth circumstances to dictate who steps foot in the future ruling class?

Higher education, straighten your priorities. Students don't exist to inflate your grandeur, you exist to make your students shine.
murdrum_doyle: (insecurities)
I wonder why my parents get angry when I cry. Why can't they simply sympathize with me, or, at the least, leave me alone? Why do they have to yell at me and tell me I'm being stupid? Honestly, it's not like I cry all that often. I think that the last time that I seriously broke down into tears was in ninth grade--and I was the only one in the room.

Well, I'm sorry I'm upset that I don't get to have the adolescent period you had. Just because it's over for you obviously means that it's not worth anyone having it. Forgive me for my momentary lapse in judgment. I must be mentally ill, as you so considerately warned. I'll just forget about the situation and become a bag lady one day. Man, I'll have it made! Those single, male hobos better watch out, because there's some hot stuff coming for them!


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