Thursday when I got home, there was a message on the answering machine from one of Breanna's college professors...her favorite one, I might add. She has shared her enthusiasm at his teaching style and subject matter from the very start.
Breanna is in Brother Black's Biology 100 class at BYU. He loves Birds and Bears and Bats. Two of the books for his class were a bird identification book and a book that makes bird calls...yes, this is the sort of book list I would want!
Professor Black appreciates creativity. He encourages the students to express themselves in class projects through song, dance, whatever!
Anyways, I called Professor Black back after getting his message and he started the conversation like this: "Mrs Taylor, I just wanted to thank you for sending your daughter to BYU."
He then proceeded to tell me that he had just read Breanna's answer to his test question "What's In An Egg?" Breanna had told me about this test, and that she did not remember a lecture about what was in an egg, so she had written a poem instead.
"She cupped the world within her palm;
Creamy-cool, dippled perfection.
Her mind rolled the possibilities
over her fingertips, unwinding
excitement, waking wonder.
She held the seeds of conscience,
the pre-murmuring of a heartbeat
fluttering against the gifts of life and flight.
To think that beauty and death,
breath and end,
all the sciences and fantasies that
fall into the grasp of man...
lie subdued and anticipated
within one egg."
Professor Black read me the poem and described the accompanying drawing; he was enthralled at her beautiful answer. It made his day...and mine when he called me...and Breanna's when he called her...and maybe his wife's when he also called her.
Let's just say that Breanna got an A+ on her test, and that Professor Black and I had a wonderful conversation about how talented Breanna is, and that he wanted to personally meet her ( from his class of 270 students) and had her read her poem to the entire class today, and that he and his wife (a retired English teacher) want her to publish the poem.
Biology is about life...Breanna gets that.