My First University:
English required that a lot of time be spent writing essays, which I diligently wrote every week. A selection of half a dozen or so essays of the previous week would be reviewed by the professor. Mine was always included. I was naive enough to think that this was because I was very good at English. In actual fact, of course, I was some five years older than most of the other students and hence my perspective on Milton and Shakespeare was much more mature.
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.