White and Green
So, my other two professors. This morning, as I was getting ready to leave, I got an e-mail from my Latin professor, whom I will call Mrs. White. The e-mail said that, since the class tanked so badly as a group, she was going to make all of us retake the test, and have another one to boot. Every test now is not only open-book, but take-home, and she is making herself available for in-her-office tutoring sessions. Then we went to class and she repeated the whole thing. I think she was as irritated as she ever gets; she's a pretty effervescent sixties leftover - if you remember from earlier articles, she's the one who sings the translations to us, just to be bubbly. Then she introduced Jose, our TA. He seems a nice enough guy, with sideburns and a mustache, and apparently a burgeoning love for all things Latin. Go figure. Anyway, Mrs. White did this go-around-the-room-and-introduce-yourself bit, the first part of which was "age". Now, I don'...