English 102 for Dummies
My second semester in college I took English 102. My English teacher, Mrs. Weiner, was as old as the hills and as batty as … well … a bunch of bats. Mrs. Weiner was strict when it came to assignments and due dates, and every class period she would say, “If there are no further questions we will begin our quiz.” The kids in the class were divided as follows, half of them were highly intelligent, and the other half had trouble walking without their knuckles dragging the ground. Every class period the smart kids would become much dumber and would ask the most elementary questions. Mrs. Weiner would be spinning in circles trying to figure out how we all made it into English 102 when we couldn’t identify a quotation mark. We made it into an unspoken game to see how many truly dumb questions we could come up with and ask with a straight face. I don’t think Mrs. Weiner ever caught on to what we were doing but we never had a quiz in her class.
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