While in class the other night, one of my students, we'll call him Bob, was giving a speech. He was presenting material he found out about a fellow classmate. We'll call this classmate John.
So Bob says, during his speech:
John really misses his culture.
The problem is Bob didn't successfully say culture. His said something that sounds somewhat close to culture, but not quite close enough. He moved on. He didn't realize what he said. The good thing for Bob...and I guess John...is there was only one person in the class that DID understand what was said. That person was, thankfully, me.
So, in case you were wondering, I didn't laugh. I didn't even crack a smile. I did note down a little interesting factoid about John, though.
You see...it appears John really misses his cooter.
I just spent a majority of my Saturday reading your work, and guess what I get to do tomorrow? Much of the same.
So if you ARE a student of mine and you DO read my blog...do me a favor. Think back about ten years from now and realize what a living Hell you made my weekends, but how you also brought joy to my life as well. It's so cool watching writing improve.
Overall though, more Hell than joy. Don't forget that.