My first final exam wasn't really an exam. We applied Early Modern English by composing hymns based on the scriptures. we sang these hymns for our final today. In this class, and in my language creation class, I learned a new creative skill. Now, I know a bit about creating a language and about setting scriptural text to a hymn tune. all of this accompanied by basic knowledge of the English language. I am grateful for the wonderful adventure my English language classes have become for me this semester.
I would also like to mention last night's adventure. I was able to see Agatha Christie's And Then There Were None, put on by a local theater company. The story was new to me, and it was very well done. I became invested in the story as I looked for the subtle clues that might hint towards the perpetrator. My thoughts throughout the play went like this:
"Interesting set up."
"Ooooohhhh...that's clever."
"Hmm...something happened, and they're about to find out."
"Ah, it must be [insert suspect here]."
"Wait, WHAT!?!?"
"Oh gosh! Who could it be now? It could be anyone!"
"Dang! Didn't expect that!"
"...Agatha Christie's story is brilliant."
So, I am also grateful for a fabulous interpretation of a brilliant crime story.
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