My First Lectorial, Dear Future Self

Yesterday was my first media lectorial. We talked a lot about how we learn and Brian Morris put a poem up on the board by Tom Wayman called ‘Did I Miss Anything?’, a poem which I thought was hilariously quirky and really emphasises the need to be present during a lecture, because you never know when you’ll miss “Everything”, “Nothing” or even “an angel or other heavenly being”. But the poem truly says it all, stating that you will miss everything as the classroom is “a microcosm of human experience assembled for you to query and examine and ponder. This is not the only place such an opportunity has been gathered. But it was one place. And you weren’t here.” And now, whenever I feel the urge to not come to a class for whatever reason, I’ll read this poem and smile, and think ‘hey, maybe, just maybe something crazy will happen that you’ll want to write about, that you’ll never be able to see. Because you weren’t there.’

And now I feel like I won’t miss anything as I feel the urge to be present in this brilliantly zany environment, and take this course by the horns, especially if such awesome poems are going to be thrown around.

We also had to write a list of goals for the course called ‘DEAR FUTURE SELF’, it sounded like something I did in Year 7, only now it would mean something to me, have substance over the next few years as I try to accomplish those things. I’m truly no longer that wide-eyed high school child any more and I’m ready to embrace it, ready to challenge myself by learning how to use a DSLR camera, how to use lighting properly so I can manipulate it for my own uses instead of being blinded by it, become better at drawing so I don’t just draw stick figures when I storyboard, and might actually give animating a shot, be able to develop all the fantastical stories I have stored in my head that are just chomping at the bit to burst forth onto a page. All this and more I can’t wait to achieve, and hopefully, being more of a hyper attentive learner will help in this journey.

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