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Today was...interesting, academically.
In Latin class, we spent a somewhat overlong time trying to work out what the heck was up with the duumvirs in the bit of Livy we were translating, since after a discussion of how the appeals process worked, it mentions in passing that the duumvirs--the people who hear the appeal and act as judges--didn't think that even an innocent man could get an appeal through. This was finally explained by the fact that the judges were also effectively acting as prosecuting attorneys, which...seems messed up, but, hey, Romans! "Messed-up legal system" was practically their middle name. (I think the Greeks had it as their first name.)
And speaking of Greek, a few hours before class the professor sent a hasty email explaining that she couldn't make it to class, but she wanted us all to show up anyway, divide into the same small groups as we had before, and review the homework we'd been assigned together. Turns out? Every single student showed up. (Only two hadn't gotten the email.) We divided into two large groups instead, reviewed the homework, and then split.
I'm so proud of people. Greek students, represent! Academic diligence powers are go!
I also discovered that the medieval history class I've been wisting over as classmates discuss it is taught in a giant lecture hall, and happens in the slot directly before my Latin class MWF. Which means that in theory, I could just show up, sit discreetly in the back, and listen to actual history lectures! For free! Without tests! Up to three days a week! And they've just reached the Byzantine empire!
This is both terribly exciting--I've never had a history class at the college level--and sort of terrifying. What if someone notices I'm illicitly attending classes? But...but...history!
Then I spent a pleasant fifteen minutes in the admissions office working out that there is, in fact, pretty much no way for me to get on the classics department mailing list without causing a huge amount of trouble for someone, so I'm probably better off just asking a friend nicely to forward it to me regularly.
And now I'm at home, wishing I were at the climbing gym, but unwilling to actually spend the two hours of commute--most of it involving walking to/from or waiting at bus stops in 103-degree heat--necessary to do so.
So, you know. Pretty good day all around.
In Latin class, we spent a somewhat overlong time trying to work out what the heck was up with the duumvirs in the bit of Livy we were translating, since after a discussion of how the appeals process worked, it mentions in passing that the duumvirs--the people who hear the appeal and act as judges--didn't think that even an innocent man could get an appeal through. This was finally explained by the fact that the judges were also effectively acting as prosecuting attorneys, which...seems messed up, but, hey, Romans! "Messed-up legal system" was practically their middle name. (I think the Greeks had it as their first name.)
And speaking of Greek, a few hours before class the professor sent a hasty email explaining that she couldn't make it to class, but she wanted us all to show up anyway, divide into the same small groups as we had before, and review the homework we'd been assigned together. Turns out? Every single student showed up. (Only two hadn't gotten the email.) We divided into two large groups instead, reviewed the homework, and then split.
I'm so proud of people. Greek students, represent! Academic diligence powers are go!
I also discovered that the medieval history class I've been wisting over as classmates discuss it is taught in a giant lecture hall, and happens in the slot directly before my Latin class MWF. Which means that in theory, I could just show up, sit discreetly in the back, and listen to actual history lectures! For free! Without tests! Up to three days a week! And they've just reached the Byzantine empire!
This is both terribly exciting--I've never had a history class at the college level--and sort of terrifying. What if someone notices I'm illicitly attending classes? But...but...history!
Then I spent a pleasant fifteen minutes in the admissions office working out that there is, in fact, pretty much no way for me to get on the classics department mailing list without causing a huge amount of trouble for someone, so I'm probably better off just asking a friend nicely to forward it to me regularly.
And now I'm at home, wishing I were at the climbing gym, but unwilling to actually spend the two hours of commute--most of it involving walking to/from or waiting at bus stops in 103-degree heat--necessary to do so.
So, you know. Pretty good day all around.