My First University:
I dared to ask to see the registrar, who turned out to be a distinguished looking lady. She accepted me with good grace, even if it must have been a bit amusing to have granted an audience to a lowly, prospective, first year student. When she asked what I wanted, I dug a bundle of examination results out of a paper bag and said I wanted to go to her university. Since I had failed both high school Latin and German, she said she assumed I would like to take a B.Sc. in science. I said I would like that. Possibly because of my accent, she suggested I should include English 102 in my first year courses.
With permission of the author. This is an on going story one paragraph at a time beginning on the post of July 6th. We will get back to our music and art after this little break.