Our first assignment was to make an illustrated graph. It could be on any subject, as long as it showed a comparison of data using illustration. As the student next to me started drawing up some lovely French fries, I struggled to make this:
Unless I could come up with statistics on paper clip catastrophes, I was in the wrong place.
The teacher worked his way around the classroom. One student had already formed a slice of pizza complete with toppings, another had a perfectly proportioned hamburger on a sesame seed bun, and the guy next to me was now coloring a box for his French fries (can you tell this class is just before lunch?). By the time the teacher came up behind me, I had managed to create this masterpiece:
Oh yeah I might be in the wrong place.
The teacher frowned. “Is that supposed to by candy?” The only lame response I could come up with was to state the obvious.
“I’m new at this.”
The teacher didn’t look surprised. What I meant was I’m really sorry for taking up space in your classroom. I wanted to redeem myself, but by the end of the class period, the best I could come up with was this sucky rose:
I’m in the wrong place, and that rose looks like it could hurt someone.
Fortunately I had time to work on this at home. It turns out when I’m not hungry or surrounded by people who’ve been using computers since they were in diapers, things start making sense to me. I might not be in the wrong place after all. Even my bees don’t look like they’d hurt anyone!
Just pay no attention to those numbers. They’re totally made up.