Moments

There are some times in life where your passion can become stained with a dreary regret. Realizing when this occurs can be a tremendous learning experience, and set you on a new path. When looking back at these marked moments all that you can hope for is that it was not too bad. Recently, I had one of these moments. During physics class, I got into a heated argument over how to draw a three-dimensional Cartesian coordinate system. I was working in a two-partner group and I and one of the other partners did not understand how the other made their planes. What started as a mild case of "I think it is this way" vs "I think it is that way" became more passionate and callous with each breath. The obviousness of how little it mattered was not lost, yet we let this disagreement get much larger than it ever had to be. On both sides, frustrated yells could be heard, with little explanation for how we were actually thinking about it. This frustration tainted our initial passion and in my own voice a very rambunctious, loud, and annoyed tone could be heard. The groups around us were not invisible to this conflict and it would be surprising if they did not hear it. Eventually, we were able to finish our work by just letting us each do individual parts. When we were done we were not enemies, we were friends already, but there was animosity in the air. Thinking back on this event, only an hour later, was when I realized regret had seeped into my moment. I am a loud person, but not normally this reckless. I can be reserved when necessary but I was not showing any of that. I also realized, that while not in this same frustrated manner, I had been pretty loud and excited in some other classes recently. I do not want to be the one who disturbs everyone else. It is not right to put the experience of others down a gutter, even if unintentionally. In this reflection, I also realized I did not only make mistakes. The thing that I am proud I did was go and ask my classmate after we had finished the assignment, how they thought of the problem. Before asking, I did some independent phone research and saw that their way of going about it was most abundant. I did not feel embarrassment but went to try and learn where my own thought processes fallacies came from. I was glad that I calmly went back, and got help. I saw both good and bad in my reflection of time. Both were equally important to see. To realize what I want to work on, staying calmer, and not overstepping myself in a classroom setting. Yet, to also see where my strength was, admitting my wrongness, and not being ashamed to ask for help. It was a single moment, but the reflection has given me a positive turn in my future. I will try to be the person who is just a tad less obnoxious and loud.