So Professor Greenstadt wasn't in class again. My Victorian lit professor told us about it on Monday, since she was originally supposed to sub in for her again but had some other engagements, and said that we would enjoy him and he knew much more about the history because "he's actually a Renaissance guy!" while she just liked to look at pretty pictures from the Renaissance. After a moment of thought, she thought to clarify that she didn't mean that Professor Wolk was actually from back in the Renaissance, but we found out in class today that she wasn't far off. He was really old. I mean, he was a very knowledgeable and friendly guy, -- he'd often joke that he "didn't know what they said exactly" at particular historical events regarding the War of the Roses and whatnot because he "wasn't there." Silly. But anyway, what bothered/amused me was that he would literally pause mid-sentence and blink, as if he'd suddenly forgot what he was talking about. This led to the most random tangents, thus ending with us only having read and discussed most of the first soliloquy in Richard III. We're... we're pretty behind.
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