Today, the
Richard Currie Centre (UNB’s gym) hosted fall convocation. From the third
floor, overlooking the parking lot, while exercising on the elliptical, I watched
as well-dressed graduates and families trickled in; many with cameras and
flowers in tow.
Since
the start of school, my professors have been peppering their lectures with
advice on how to survive law school in pursuit of our own graduation in 2016. Here
are just a few.
“Failing
law school is very unusual. You have to really work at it.”
“By
throwing yourself into the deep end, you will learn to swim.”
“Everybody
breaks the law. Everybody.
Everybody in this room has broken the law.
I broke
the law this morning!”
“If you
want to Google your way to graduation, that is up to you.”
“Law
school can be very disorienting at first.
It is like learning ten words of
German and it’s like we plop you in Germany and say ‘Go for it!’”
“Dante
had a guide to get though the inferno: Virgil.
I am your Virgil."
“You
need to be prepared for this.
Lawyers hit on ambiguous words like a hammer and
just hit on them and hit on them until you just want to cry and go to bed and
watch video games. Not even play them, just watch them.”
Upper
year students with announcements in class also say the darnedest things…
“Be
yourself. Don’t be weird.
There are enough weirdoes around this place already
so let’s not double up.”
And my
classmates brave enough to ask a question can throw down some rippers.
“So,
what’s the deal with the chief justice?”
* I have opted not to attribute remarks to anyone specifically as I’m still not certain of laws around libel and I'm exercising caution since based on 8 weeks of law school, I'm pretty sure they'd sting hard! We haven’t yet covered blog law.
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