An Evaluation of... What exactly?

 

Student Evaluation Form

18th of June 1974,

To the Dean of Student Affairs;

It has been an honor to act as advisor and mentor Miss Barclay these past two years. She has shown intelligence and understanding far succeeding anticipated performance considering her station.

Her recall and understanding of the field is quite remarkable. Miss Barclay’s interactions with patients is also remarkable considering those of her predisposition often tend towards being overly sympathetic and emotional.

It is of note, however, that I point out her propensity towards less conservative treatment methods, which have undertones of fulfilling power fantasy and/or trying to fill the lack of sexual and romantic milestones normally reached by a proper Lady of her age.  Her curiosity and zeal push her into behavior that is not in line with the high expectations of our profession.  These moral and intellectual lackings are possibly due to some over inflated sense of importance brought on by an overbearing and liberal mother.  Additionally, these ideations and behaviors could be the result in the overall degradation of our beloved society and how the lack of strong male leadership in this country has resulted in many otherwise good natured persons feeling entitled to freedoms and expression that ought not be allowed.

I digress. It is with humbleness that I must however congratulate myself on being able to mentor Miss Barclay and teach her how to overcome the predispositions of her sex and see the field as we have always envisioned it.  While I would never recommend her for any sort of administrative position in a hospital, I can say that without a doubt that under my tutelage Miss Barclay is ready to graduate from these hallowed halls and become the professional we have taught her to be.

 

Warmest Regards,

Dr. Percival Mulford Esrason, III

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