FLASHBACK: I am sitting in Spanish class on my first day of school at college. It's my very first class of the week and my professor begins speaking in Spanish. No surprise to most of my peers, but to me? I am staring vacantly at her in confusion. I cannot understand a word she is saying. Time passes slowly. I wait in fear that she will call on me to answer a question I haven't the first clue about what it means. Class ends an agonizing hour later.
FLASH FORWARD: I am sitting in class (in Spanish) on my first day of school at the University. My professor beings speaking in Spanish and everyone seems to understand what's going on. I, however, gaze at her as though she is trying to communicate with me using lollipops. I don't even know what topic she's talking about. Time passes slowly. I relive my flashback to pass time while I study the strange things in the classroom.
Strange things in the classroom:
1) the desks are lime green and they are all connected in a row so that each row looks like a long table. The seats are connected to the desks behind them and the seat of them moves up and down to create a row through which to move to get to other desks
2) Nothing else really other than everyone speaks Spanish and seems to be following the lecture while pulling out their cute course guides, making me jealous because I don't have one.
Sadly, I understand Spanish okay now and I've had much more Spanish class since that first day in college. You would think that entering a University class I could at least tell what was going on. I was sorely disappointed. Needless to say I am dropping the class.
Tomorrow I have translation (span-eng) and I am trying a film class instead of the psychology class I stared at the walls in today. The film class is reading stories and then watching the movies, so I think it will be easier. I can also translate from Spanish to English relatively well. I will keep all you avid readers posted.
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