OK I read some of the assigned books over a month ago. They were challenging to grasp then, and the notes I took show my struggle to untangle the twisted rhetoric of the writers. Now the professor asks us to summarize what the authors said. Good lord. I can barely remember the color of the cover, and I left my notes in my office, not to mention the texts are in my car.
At least if I had my books here I could scan my underlining and marginalia! But no. I will simply have to think hard back to the long-past initial struggle to grasp the text. Bit by bit, as other people begin to pick away at it, the fog begins to dissipate. Ah, yes, I am remembering now. I tend to follow Einstein's philosophy of not bothering to remember what I can look up. Bad habit.
Even the professor admits that he has lived with these texts for several years now and is still working on understanding the theory behind the print. Its rather like the author trekked to the top of a high mountain, spent days analyzing what he saw, then did his best to write it down and convince those of us who have not been on the mountain that what he is saying is so.
Eventually, light begins to dawn and the conversation picks up. I have to admit though, I am ready for break. I think my brain is beginning to chafe.
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