Request a meeting with professor

Somar Zaragoza currently attends Pacific Union College and is pursuing a BSN in nursing. She hopes to get her Masters one day and help individuals from all walks of life. She is from Southern California and enjoys exercising and reading when she has free time.

The college life struggle would not be complete if it were not for those occasional notices that you get in your email. Emails that seem worse than statements from the bank saying that you’ve just used up good proportion of your savings on textbooks, or that group message stating that the project is due this week and your part is still missing. Worse than these, is a summons from the professor. And worse yet, a professor in regards to your long-hoped-for-degree.
Sometimes the professor requests to see you in their office right after class, and the moment you realize that you’ve been called in, your stomach twists in knots and the psychological cramps that start to form in your mind make you want to curl up in a corner; all the while your head is spinning, running through the possible reasons, trying to figure out what you did wrong. Was it a bad test grade? Did they notice the pitiful struggle of trying to remain conscious during lecture? Was that small percentage drop in your grade the beginning of a steep decline down? What, what?!
When we do know what we are called in for, it doesn’t make it any better, does it? Just the thought of facing an individual who has the power to change the course of your future career with the click of a button or a word to possible employers is enough to impose dread.
But professors are intended to help their students. If they call in a student, it is for the purpose of trying to help to set them back on the right track before we veer right off of it. It could be trying to dissect your minds to see what is going on that is inhibiting you from providing the optimal work that you are capable of. When I had my own talk with my professor, she set up a plan for me to follow, setting up weekly goals and scheduling a time to meet with her to view my performance. The whole purpose was to prevent failure, a very good thing to avoid at all costs. And it did help, substantially enough that I was able to look forward to a new round of classes and material, besides finally understanding what a Care Plan was really all about. It was a bit humbling on my part, because the truth of the matter is, we as human beings do not appreciate the fact that we are wrong or that we need help. We would rather figure it out for ourselves and ace every test and situation thrown our way. If we could, we’d be expertise in regards to the major we want right out of high school graduation.
Our professors know what they are doing, it all a matter of giving them a chance before leaping to the conclusion that they are out to get us, and all the school wants is our money. Over time, it also get easier, meeting with the professors. Some may even become our colleagues and friends.
So let’s put our pride aside, and acknowledge that we have some work to do. Take a few good deep breaths and step toward the door where your professor is waiting for your entrance. Thank them for their help; you’ll appreciate it in the short and long run.

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