Fifteen, brand-new, bright and shiny Freshman plus Dearest and me.
The professor is a middle-aged French woman, expressive, positive and kind.
Quite a change from the Christian Brothers trained demigod instructor of Irish class, but I digress.Oh, how Madame coaxed the newly-minted college students to participate. First order of class acknowledge the rules and resources.
Nowdays, everything is computerized. Madame instructed with the aid of Powerpoint. The college hosts an online repository where each class can download assignments, interact with classmates, check grades, and post profiles. When she came to describe this resource, she clucked her tongue, clasped her hands together and said to the babies, “Of course, our non-traditional students will be lost. Can you tell them how to access?”
One coed, front row, started talking. Madame stopped her, pointed at us, “Tell them.”
I suppose non-traditional student is better than slow learner.
Madame then went on to discuss cliches about France that are not true.