Thank you again for this trip down memory lane taking me back to 1965 and the severe Miss Malan at the Windhoek English Medium High School in (then) South West Africa. Mensa, Equus and Bellum were our staples and we soundly thrashed if we couldn’t recite them. Latin as a subject was however saved by the divine Miss Feinsinger a few years later, on whom I had my first schoolboy crush.
As i struggled through the basic grammar classes in my first year of Greek, I read Blanton’s Life of Martin Luther. I was especially moved by a passage which described the student’s Friday beatings in Latin class for failures to decline and conjugate.
Thank you again for this trip down memory lane taking me back to 1965 and the severe Miss Malan at the Windhoek English Medium High School in (then) South West Africa. Mensa, Equus and Bellum were our staples and we soundly thrashed if we couldn’t recite them. Latin as a subject was however saved by the divine Miss Feinsinger a few years later, on whom I had my first schoolboy crush.
Rem iocosam iocosiorem fecisti......well done, Armand (yes, it needed updating).
As i struggled through the basic grammar classes in my first year of Greek, I read Blanton’s Life of Martin Luther. I was especially moved by a passage which described the student’s Friday beatings in Latin class for failures to decline and conjugate.
Read the Motorbus at school
I can’t express how happy I am playing these recordings. I imagine being a tycoon of Latin conjugation.
Enjoy! Thank you.