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I took classical music. The class room was an average-wide high ceiling room with elevated seating rising at about a forty-five degree angle from floor to almost the ceiling in the back, with big windows and beautiful oak trees outside with squirrels. That is where I always sat next to the windows. There were giant speakers and the professor played the music - loud like rock, which who would have expected in a classical music class. I gave it my best shot, listened to some of the music in the library, but on the first test multiple choice, I got almost all the answers wrong. I could not remember the names of concertos, orchestras and composers. I had to drop the class. But I went to every class thereafter anyway, to listen to the music and watch the squirrels.
I believe it was that first year perhaps second semester, I took a speech class in conjuction with acting class. They did not have voice connected to the field of acting, if I remember right. This was an old lady and the speech she taught was in the style of Toastmasters. We had to give speeches and some of those were very interesting. For instance a woman whose parents were candy cane carnival concessionaires. It was fascinating to learn the ninety-nine cents profit margin on a dollar and how the candy cane was made, but it was only the summer months of a year that they worked. But the best story was a guy who had been in the army, Central America, whose job it was to give classes in poisonous snakes. He had to use live snakes as demonstration, wherein he was told the snakes were devenomized. He did not get bit and had no problem.
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