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My classmates and I are all standing outside the classroom, chatting with the professor, because the door to the classroom is locked. The professor has to call the maintenance person, so we have to wait. 

On the door and the wall and windows around it are banners and small posters for events and fun things around campus, and we’re reading them all and commenting about them. 

One of the posters has what looks like some kind of Asian script, meant to be read from top to bottom, right to left. We’re all discussing what it says because it’s written very strangely compared to the rest of the poster, which is written in English, left to right. Because I took Japanese in high school and am still studying, I’m trying to make it out. 

It finally dawns on me. 

Me: “Oh, hey, it says, ‘Asian Spring Festival, All Are Welcome.’”

Professor: “You can read that?! That’s so cool! What language is it in?”

Me: *Pauses* “It’s actually in English; it’s just that the font and formatting are weird.”

Everyone: “…Hey, it is in English!”