There were many classes I enjoyed in college.  English, literature, music, linguistics, and writing were classes I wanted to take, and I enjoyed every one.. I dreaded the required Math and Sciences courses, but they became some of my favorites. But the class I was most afraid of was one every student had to take.  You couldn't get a degree unless you earned a C or better in Logic.

I heard horror stories about Logic.  It was so hard to understand that some students had failed twice and were taking it a third time. It was the class no one wanted to take. I had no idea what it was, but I figured it must be a cross between statistics, economics, and geometry, which I never quite understood (although I did end up with passing grades). I avoided Logic until a summer session of my junior year when I signed up for Shakespeare, Biology, and Logic. My friends thought I was nuts to take those classes in a short semester, but it was the best semester I had.

Logic was FUN! I loved learning to "take the bull by the horns", to form logical arguments that convinced people I was right, and the textbook was delightful.  Logic was a philosophy class that went beyond thinking into doing. I tutored a student who was taking the class for the second time, enjoyed each assignment, and laughed to myself during each exam, especially the final on which I successfully argued that I am who I am. The instructor came out of his office when I was reading the posting of grades and asked me to tutor some of his students the following semester.

I earned all A's that semester, but it wasn't the grades that made it memorable.  It was the joy of learning more than I expected in 3 classes I had dreaded, and enjoying every minute of it.