My college professor took my cell phone, but a smart gesture brought it back
It was mid-September 2014, and I had just started college. I was in first year and against my common sense, I decided to go to a college where I didn’t know anyone and didn’t have any friends.
The institution was very famous with brilliant professors and a large number of students. Yet a part of me dreaded this new phase in my life.
In the first week at college, we just did some weird introductions and ragging sessions. Somehow I managed to escape the gossip every time. But despite all the good things I heard about students, no one was so friendly to me.
“Maybe it was my fault because sometimes I was way too indifferent. Maybe my introverted nature interfered with my social life ”, I said to myself.
On the other hand, my old friends often tried to convince me to move to their college and join them.
“Do you think you’ll survive college on your own without any of your friends?” We miss you, and it would be so good for all of us if we were together, ”a friend of mine once said.
“I’m fine, believe me. Remember, we have agreed not to compromise when it comes to our future. I’ll survive college and whatever it brings me, I replied, looking as confident as I could.
But deep down, part of me was afraid of the future. Nevertheless, my passion allowed me to continue, against all odds and against the advice of my friends. I wanted to finish my studies in anthropology, sociology and history and one day become a historian.
It was the dream of my life and the one I had always held so close to my heart. There was no way I would ever give it up. My college had the best professors in the humanities department and I was fortunate to learn from them.
However, the majority of teachers were strict and had strict policies for students. Bypassing such rules inevitably had repercussions, and I wasn’t looking for trouble. I also worked diligently in my studies. As a result, my GPA was never less than 3.5. Believe me, it’s not bad at all in subjects like history and anthropology.
One day my sociology class was in progress and everyone was sitting in silence going through the reading material. Our teacher had a policy that we could use our cell phones to text during class, as long as they didn’t ring during class. Still, I did my best to avoid using my phone except on very rare occasions and made sure it was always on silent.
This time my phone’s screen kept blinking, but there was no sound because it was in vibrate mode. I checked it once and there have been several messages from my mobile network provider regarding new subscription offers.
I decided not to pay attention, put my phone down and started to focus on my reading.
“So class, I’ll give you five more minutes to finish this reading, and then we’ll have a discussion about it.” I thought …… ”the professor said, but before he could finish his sentence he was interrupted by a ringing telephone.
The whole class froze, including me. At that exact moment, a guy who was sitting in the next row frantically put his phone down. I looked at it for a brief moment and was about to resume my reading when I saw my sociology professor standing near my desk.
“Can I have your phone?” asked the professor.
“But sir, I didn’t ……” he didn’t let me finish and grabbed my phone.
“Come see me in my office after class,” the professor said.
I was a good student and didn’t mean to anger him. It was probably just an unlucky moment, and instead of arguing to prove my innocence, I figured it was best to wait until the moment when he was alone and ready to listen to me.
The class ended and I walked out looking down. I didn’t feel like taking any other classes that day, so I decided to let my teacher know and then go home. My next class was anthropology, so I went to my teacher’s office to let him know I wasn’t feeling well.
Suddenly I saw my sociology professor walking towards me. I tried to decipher his facial expression, but was unsuccessful. He stopped beside me, looked at me for a moment and said, “You didn’t come to my office. Don’t want to get your phone back? ”
“Sir, it’s not even my phone. You didn’t let me say a word in class. I wanted to explain myself and you gave me no chance, I said breathlessly.
“I will prove that I am innocent and I will do it right away – with one call. Can you kindly dial this number on your phone? ”
“Why should I do this?” my teacher asked, looking confused.
“Please dial this number: +1 2676-998-1212.”
Soon after, he dialed the number on his phone, and to his surprise, my phone he was carrying did not ring.
Luckily my phone was in silent mode and only its vibration could be felt.
My teacher’s face flushed and he couldn’t look me in the eye. In fact, for a whole year, he never looked me straight in the eye. I am now in my senior year and luckily my sociology teacher can now face me without feeling uncomfortable.
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