How One Test Changed My Life (and my Learning)
In the fall of 1980 I was a 20-year old Junior at a small Catholic University in San Antonio, Texas. Up to this point in my learning life I had yet to be really challenged in any particular subject ”“ my standard operating procedure for many years was to not really study anything until days (or even hours) before any test. While I had a natural ability to absorb knowledge and a fair amount of intellectual curiosity, I preferred Rolling Stone, Billboard, and Time to Applied Economics or English Literature.
A year before I had made the decision to get my major in Accounting; not so much because it was my dream ambition, but because it looked like the quickest way to a good paycheck. I had originally been “pre-law” when I first started college, but given my lack of challenge up to that point, the prospect of three additional years in school, and a need for an income, I quickly gravitated toward what I thought was a pretty easy ride to graduation.
Little did I know that there was going to be a very large (literal and physical) obstacle in my way to easy street, and his name was Brother George. Brother George taught the “core” course in the Accounting curriculum, “Intermediate Accounting”, and his reputation was one of those “chew ‘em up and spit ‘em out” professors, much like the image projected by the fictional Professor Kingsfield in the movie “The Paper Chase”.