A Canterbury Tale To Remember

| USA | Learning | March 30, 2017

(English 100 is kind of notorious at my school because they require everyone to learn the opening prologue to The Canterbury Tales and recite it for your professor. No one in my class is excited about the idea. The first day of class rolls around; none of us have met our professor yet. All we know is that he’s been teaching at College for many years.)

Professor: *walks into class after we’re all seated* “Good morning!”

(This man looks to be around 65-70 years old, has snow-white hair, and is wearing a tweed suit with an actual waistcoat and a pocket watch. He is adorable!)

Professor: “I know you are all eager to dive into The Canterbury Tales, and yes, the rumors are true; most of the tales contained therein are a little bit dirty.” *pulls out a copy of the book and puts on a pair of spectacles, with wire rims and everything, then bellows* “Whan that aprill with his shoures soote; The droghte of march hath perced to the roote…”

(He read the entire prologue in Old English, with a voice that sounded like the narrator from Winnie the Pooh!)

Me: *leaning over to my friend beside me* “I’m going to love this class.”

(We spent the rest of the semester enthralled while he alternated between reading the different tales to us in his narrator voice, and talking about how much his wife liked the TV show “Snapped” and how we should check on him if he ever missed a class.)

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