It was bound to happen. Life in Italy couldn't stay perfect forever. Today was the day perfection came to an end all because of Italian class. We had a quiz this morning over passato prossimo (one of 2 forms of the past tense in Italian). I felt somewhat unprepared for it as our instructor did not provide adequate information regarding the content of the quiz. I figured I would just do the best I could and hope for a good outcome. Well as it turns out, none of us were really ready for the quiz. Our professor flipped out, so now we have another quiz tomorrow. I don't so much mind having to study for another quiz. What I do mind, however, is the behavior of my fellow classmates. We are all in college and thus should be able to behave accordingly. We spent the first hour and a half of class in a state of complete and utter chaos. How am I supposed to learn anything if all we do is repeat everything we have already taken notes over? How hard is it to look it up yourself instead of wasting everyone else's time? I came to Italy learn, and right now I feel like there isn't much of that going on.
Sorry for the rant about school. In someways, it seems appropriate to share all sides of my experience--not just the happy rainbows and butterflies moments. It would be unrealistic. I am certain today will improve. The course I am taking on the image of women in Renaissance Rome and Florence begins this afternoon. I am quite excited for it to begin. The professor seems amazing and the topic is very intriguing. Things have to get better in time. It helps knowing that in just 2 days I will be in Venice!
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