Strange, I figured this challenge would get a lot of interesting and creative entries. I have two shots maelf that I had a very difficult time deciding upon.
i was super excited about this challenge, and had like 3 ideas that loved....i couldn't believe last night when i entered my pic, it was only the 13th entry.... maybe there'll be a lot of last minute entries???
i remember when i was in high school having a real funny chemistry teacher. He had in his class one of those "black" blackboards that seemed to be always dusty and never really black. he was old school even back in the seventies when i had him, (he actually made us bring in a slide-rule to do our math calculations because he said it was much faster than doing them by hand). He was a portly, older man with thin gray hair on the sides off his mostly bald head. He wore grey dress slacks, that he kept up high with a belt, and usually a white dress shirt with a pocket that always held his pocket protector and several pencils.
What was funny about him was how he seemed always oblivious to much of went on in the classroom. Sometimes, like during one of his complicated lectures when he was deeply immersed in trying to describe how atoms shared electrons or the conservation of energy in a chemical reaction, he would catch someone snickering, and not having a clue what for, he would stop and smile for a moment. Then like nothing happened he would quickly be back in his world usually facing the blackboard scribbling out some long chemical mathematical formula that seemed to slope ever downward toward the lower right corner of the board. Usually he would write a few figures and with the smaller fingers of his writing hand, would erase something and write a few more figures then erase a couple more, writing and correcting and all the while wiping the excess dust off his fingers onto himself. After about 15 minutes into one of these chalk-dust calculations he would turn around to the class, still in full lecture mode, and summarize what he just did with that strange smile on his face. He had chalk dust all over his pants, on his face, in his messed-up hair and he had no clue. He would just look at us busting up laughing and smile a little then go back to the blackboard and recheck his figures thinking maybe he made a glaring mistake that everyone noticed but him.
I was going to enter and had a really good idea too (rare for me), but ended up spending the weekend photographing all the stuff in the house that we're selling before we relocate. Still, even photographing the mundane can be satisfying it turns out :)
i remember when i was in high school having a real funny chemistry teacher. He had in his class one of those "black" blackboards that seemed to be always dusty and never really black. he was old school even back in the seventies when i had him, (he actually made us bring in a slide-rule to do our math calculations because he said it was much faster than doing them by hand). He was a portly, older man with thin gray hair on the sides off his mostly bald head. He wore grey dress slacks, that he kept up high with a belt, and usually a white dress shirt with a pocket that always held his pocket protector and several pencils.
What was funny about him was how he seemed always oblivious to much of went on in the classroom. Sometimes, like during one of his complicated lectures when he was deeply immersed in trying to describe how atoms shared electrons or the conservation of energy in a chemical reaction, he would catch someone snickering, and not having a clue what for, he would stop and smile for a moment. Then like nothing happened he would quickly be back in his world usually facing the blackboard scribbling out some long chemical mathematical formula that seemed to slope ever downward toward the lower right corner of the board. Usually he would write a few figures and with the smaller fingers of his writing hand, would erase something and write a few more figures then erase a couple more, writing and correcting and all the while wiping the excess dust off his fingers onto himself. After about 15 minutes into one of these chalk-dust calculations he would turn around to the class, still in full lecture mode, and summarize what he just did with that strange smile on his face. He had chalk dust all over his pants, on his face, in his messed-up hair and he had no clue. He would just look at us busting up laughing and smile a little then go back to the blackboard and recheck his figures thinking maybe he made a glaring mistake that everyone noticed but him.
I'm super happy with my entry, but I expect it will go largely unappreciated.
Me, too. My husband already said he wants to print it out (he rarely says that) but I bet it doesn't do better than a 5.4ish.
Me, too. Thinking "outside the box" and submitting something not expected by voters probably means sub-par score. But, I like the image and it definitely 100% meets the challenge.
