Today the weather was caught somewhere between spring and winter but still it was warm enough to allow for the windows to be opened.
Normally this would just result in a few minor glimpses out the window when the random peals of laughter from passing students were loud enough to catch my attention. But today the construction workers radio was loud enough to enter into our classroom and still be understood. And when Nancy Sinatra's voice began filling the room, I gave up any semblance of listening to the prof and let my head bob in time to "These Boots Were Made for Walking." It wasn't all that bad since the prof laughed at me, but still the same I foresee the open windows that spring brings will be a dangerous thing for my attention in class.
Normally this would just result in a few minor glimpses out the window when the random peals of laughter from passing students were loud enough to catch my attention. But today the construction workers radio was loud enough to enter into our classroom and still be understood. And when Nancy Sinatra's voice began filling the room, I gave up any semblance of listening to the prof and let my head bob in time to "These Boots Were Made for Walking." It wasn't all that bad since the prof laughed at me, but still the same I foresee the open windows that spring brings will be a dangerous thing for my attention in class.
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