|The Old Profesor (standard:Inspirational stories, 3041 words)|
|Author: Dave Sumner||Added: Nov 05 2005||Views/Reads: 1744/1025||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A professor fears that none of his students will graduate from a seminary. He puts them to a test, only one student passes the test.|
The Old Professor A story of love by Dave Sumner The old professor, Otto Burgenmeister slowly and a bit sadly, packed the last of his books into his weathered, torn and crumpled briefcase. As he picked up and looked over, his class book, a tear escaped down his cheek. After more than thirty years of teaching, it appeared that he would not be sending forth any new preachers to proclaim the word of Christ to the world. Four years earlier, 23 eager young scholars had entered through the door of the professor's classroom. One by one, they had left ensnared, either by the false promises of the world or in shame due to a lack of academic effort. Only three remained, and they had apparently failed to take the professors warning, to keep and study each of their previous assignments. Before the professor stood three final exams, none of the three, deserved the 70 points, that the professor had always required to be a passing exam. Professor Burgenmeister looked up from his packing as the three, if only temporary, survivors entered the room. The students took their assigned seats at the front of the room. They looked expectantly at the professor. The small group of students consisted of Fredrick, Lori and Hiram. Fredrick was the self?proclaimed leader. Lori, too emotional, was the only female member of the group. Hiram was a bit of a mystery, he did his work but generally did not socialize with the other two. The professor looked down at the exams. With a wisdom that had seen him through a lifetime, he casually dropped the exams in the waste basket. He walked slowly around his desk. "We seem to have had a problem with the final exams" drawled the professor "What does that mean?" asked Fredrick, "Well..." the professor stalled, still not sure, what was, the appropriate action. He thought as he went. Then said "The exams if recorded, as they stand, would mean that you have all failed this course.” The students looked at each other and began to leave. "Wait" the professor calls "Your test is not done; I would like each of you to meet me at 9:00 A.M. tomorrow morning. I will be at the corner of Main and Brown Streets" Then the professor picked up his briefcase and walked out of the room. The next day, the three students, shifted from one foot to the other as they stole quick glances at the area around them. Main and Brown Streets was once the vibrant center of the city. Now, the area was run down both financially and physically. "Well, I'm not going to stay ‘here' if Professor Burgenmeister is not coming" complained Fredrick. "It is only 8:55, He said 9 A.M., he will not be here for another 30 minutes, if we are lucky" said Lori. Just as the professor struggled up the street with two large shopping bags; Hiram muttered "Don't say 'Lucky' it is superstition" The professor walked to and past the students, and with a wave of his hand beckoned them to follow him. The academic group picked their way over broken sidewalks, past buildings that looked like an old man with patches over both eyes and a lopsided smile. They darted around rusting cars and homeless people laying in the middle of the street. The students looked at each other and wondered where the professor might be taking them. Finally as the students began to look around and consider Click here to read the rest of this story (307 more lines)
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