It was 10 PM, and Devon had just set out the last of the
coffee pots at Perry’s Convenience Store. He glanced up at the cameras he’d
installed and tested out the new doorbell he had created for the store. Looked
good. His solder work could have been better, but the bell worked perfectly
just the same. He didn’t mind working the late shift. Barely anyone came in,
with the exception of the occasional truck driver or student getting snacks
before an all-nighter. Just then, Devon’s bell rang as two girls walked in. He
quickly finished setting out the last pot of coffee before they approached. As
they poured themselves drinks, he shuffled back behind the register.
“I can’t believe we waited until the last minute to study
for calc,” the brunette one complained.
They came up to the counter, and he realized that they were
regulars. Never had they actually exchanged words though. He felt them staring
as he simply calculated the sum, including tax, in his head, promptly giving
them change. He hadn’t looked at the register computer since he had started
working there a couple of months ago.
“Maybe should be doing our calc homework,” The blonde one
said. Apparently they had noticed his swift calculation.
He laughed. “I’ve been done with homework since I graduated
high school.”
“Are you not a student?” the blonde asked. “We’ve always
assumed you were.”
“Nope, just work here.”
“With your talent you should be studying engineering,” the
brunette told him.
“Nah, I prefer to just learn and build things on my own,
it’s more me. I’m not one for institutions.”
The blonde girl introduced herself. “By the way, I’m Beth,
and this is Sabrina. We see you in here a lot.”
“Good to meet you both. Good luck with your studies.”
Beth turned back to look at him on their way out. “You
should consider going back to school. You’d be good at it.”
“Thanks.” They left, but thought little of what they said.
His parents had already expected him to study engineering the day he had shown
them his first robot. Since then, he’d made it a hobby to take apart his family’s
electronics and put them back together but with new improvements. They’d
expressed their disappointment in his going against the norm. Sometimes his
parents would stop in, pretending to say hi, and once they’d left he would look
down and see a pamphlet from the nearby community college. Every time, he would
throw it away. And now tonight when the girls came into Perry’s. He had to tell
them the same thing he told everyone over and over again. He didn’t need the
acceptance that a university education brought. To him, learning was spending
his hours off comparing his schematics for automated doors with others on the
internet. Learning was the joy of going to the library by himself, looking
through a new subject he’d never seen before. Learning wasn’t turning in
homework. It wasn’t pulling all-nighters. It was watching the sunrise and
knowing which chemicals were responsible for the brilliant colors and looking
down at his phone and knowing that electromagnetic waves were all around him
even if he couldn’t see them. He didn’t need a university to tell him that.
A/N
I based this off of a story from Ganesha Goes to Lunch. Guha was an unconventional man who had a lot of tatoos and lived in the forest. Instead of worshiping statues of gods like the nearby townspeople did, Guha worshiped the forest. He believed the best representation of God was in a tree, since it was alive and gave air and food to those around it. The townspeople would always place statues near the tree to try and get him to change, but he never stopped worshiping the way he believed was right. I wanted to capture the same kind of feeling, except instead of the topic being God, I chose knowledge. Devon is also an outcast, since he chose not to go to college like all the other young people around him. His parents, like the townspeople, constantly try to get him to go to college and change his ways, but it never works. They don't realize that Devon is truly happy in his freedom to learn what he pleases. He sees learning not as an institutionalized thing, but as a personal pursuit.
Bibliography: Kapur, Kamla K.. Ganesha goes to Lunch.
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Morghan, I like the comparisons you made in your author's note between the story you wrote and Ganesha Goes to Lunch. I think there's a lot to be said for breaking free from societal expectations. The comparisons you drew from practicing religion back then to pursuing a secondary education now is extremely relevant and a really innovative way to tell the story so that the connection between the two is not lost. I even found myself judging Devon a little for not wanting to go to college until I read the author's note and started to understand how similar the two situations really were.
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