Most folks in my family are more or less methodical thinkers. Some of us (ahem) tend to be a bit ditsier- excuse me, more creative in our approach to things.
I took Spanish. The teacher, a war bride from Italy, spoke four or five European languages. One day she was asking us questions and growing increasingly irritated that no one answered. Finally, one brave soul spoke up and said, "Uh, Mrs. Boccasile? I think you're speaking Italian." It was the first time any student on record heard her laugh out loud.
I took Spanish. The teacher, a war bride from Italy, spoke four or five European languages. One day she was asking us questions and growing increasingly irritated that no one answered. Finally, one brave soul spoke up and said, "Uh, Mrs. Boccasile? I think you're speaking Italian." It was the first time any student on record heard her laugh out loud.