The Day I Went Back to College

This afternoon, I was sort of bored. One of my friends at work, who is also a student at an evening college, said to me: "Why don't you come with me to college?"
- "Alright!" I said, and there we went.

After several meetings, we walked around in the complex, and looked around. Then it turned out that he should go into a lecture. My friend said again: - "Come. Let me tell the professor so that you attend the lecture."
I asked him: - "Are you sure it's ok?!"
- "Sure!"

The lecturer was in fact standing nearby. She was about my age, looking serious, but you could actually see a nice person behind her seriousness.

Anyway, we went into the lecture, and we sat in the front row right in front of the lecturer's podium. Two students read a report they wrote about the NATO.

Later on, the lecturer asked the students about the latest international news. Now, being an internet savvy as myself, I knew the answers to her questions; however, being a guest at that lecture made me choose not to; and take a wait-and-see attitude.

I was surprised to see that almost none of the students answered her questions, and that they were silent! She asked about Tony Blair’s stepping down, and they didn’t know. She asked about the Congress’ latest Iraq discussions, and they didn’t know that either. I think that they wouldn’t know about France elections either, and that’s probably why she preferred not to ask.

Oh God! What do those students really follow in the news?!

The lecturer started explaining the reasons behind Tony Blair’s stepping down. I couldn’t agree more with her points of view regarding the reasons behind Blair’s decision. They were well-put. I was sort of disappointed with and grateful for the students’ failure to take part in the lecture; disappointed because the lecture was kind of one-sided, and grateful also because the lecture was kind of one-sided!

Now, although the lecture was about 80% in Kurdish, I was following up with the lecture quite well.

By this time, the professor was as much frustrated with the students as myself, and said to them: “Why don’t you take part? Are you not interested in the lecture?”
Grrr! to them, I would definitely say :)

By this time, the lecture was near signing off time, unfortunately.

I went at the end of it to greet the lecturer, and to tell her how nice it was to attend the lecture. She said like-wise, that it was nice to see a new face in the lecture. Then we had a short conversation about where did I learn my English and where did she learn her Arabic, and so on.

As I left that hall, I verily realized that the time I spent there was one of the best times I had for a long time, although it wasn’t a partying time! For that, I thank my friend, the coincidence, and Mr. Blair! But first and foremost, I thank that bright and elegant lecturer!