Variations on It’s Greek to Me

In June of my high school senior year, we fourth-year Latin students prepared for our end-of-term celebration. Ms. J., our teacher, announced we were going to have a Roman banquet. In addition to the little speeches we were to give in Latin, Ms. J. would perform an oration as a character named Marcellus. On the appointed day, we arrived in class with ‘togas’ draped over our street clothes and began the celebration by toasting Marcellus with paper cups of grape juice. All conversation proceeded in our rudimentary Latin; we even attempted to pull off some corny ancient Roman jokes. The … Continue reading Variations on It’s Greek to Me