In following with the Lewis Carroll theme, I noticed that sometimes I pull a "Dormouse" in class.
That is to say that, similar to the dormouse during the Mad Hatter's very merry unbirtday party, I have a tendency to do this: pay no attention in class, then suddenly pop up with a question or comment that is based on the very last thing someone said. I do this usually in an attempt to cover up staccato bursts of sleep.
This habit is reminiscent of the Dormouse from Alice in Wonderland who delivers a bunch of drunken-sounding lines that are related only to the last sentence someone has said, and are otherwise completely senseless. In fact he even delivers a few lines while sleeping. And the comparison continues; at one point he even recites a ridiculous poem called Twinkle Twinkle Little Bat (please see my entire blog for reference to my ridiculous poetry).
However, unlike the Dormouse I am graded and often judged on what I say in class, and I spend the rest of the lesson sitting there and wondering if I have just made a total fool out of myself. The mouse never seemed to mind either way.
Dormouse poem:
Comments are thoughtful,
Conversation is dense.
When I have just woken,
I make no damn sense.
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