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So my first day of classes was today. And by "day" I mean 2 1/2 hours. In any case, my Vergil class was just as amazing as I thought it would be, although there is no power in the world that can make me accept the line Tantae molis erat Romanam condere gentem is anything but a horrible anticlimax, perhaps because it's a horrible case of telling and not showing.
German was Germanic; the beginning of the class was all in German (which had quite a lot of fumbling on everyone's part) and continued thus until the explanation of the syllabus.
I seem to have found all the other Classics majors; they're in German 101! We were having a Classics-y conversation involving all the languages we had to learn, and one of the other students asked us wonderingly "What are you all majoring in?"
The most awkward part of the class was when our instructor told us that we were going to have "ein klein Cocktail-Party" and introduce ourselves. It worked really well, let me assure you.
German was Germanic; the beginning of the class was all in German (which had quite a lot of fumbling on everyone's part) and continued thus until the explanation of the syllabus.
I seem to have found all the other Classics majors; they're in German 101! We were having a Classics-y conversation involving all the languages we had to learn, and one of the other students asked us wonderingly "What are you all majoring in?"
The most awkward part of the class was when our instructor told us that we were going to have "ein klein Cocktail-Party" and introduce ourselves. It worked really well, let me assure you.