Honesty Pants

To borrow an introductory phrase from Jane Austen,

It is a truth universally acknowledged that in the eighteenth year of life, novice minds always have and always will tragically assume they know everything about anything.

So the day you move on to Menno Simon’s stomping grounds, you are not the exception.

In the drafty classroom on the third floor of the Lohrenz you will realize, as Dr. Christopher Dick returns your very first college mid-term, that not only are you ignorant about everything, but you especially lack competence in the act known as “studying.”