In future, when I am adjacent any school I graduated (there are many), I will thank my Latin teacher for her frown on trochaic translations of Caesar’s fave word: “harass,” and mentally toast her in the Happy Isles above where she roots for her students who cracked up when reading her wallboard newspaper clipping about current “native speakers of classical Latin” who omit needless words. Nas drovia! (That’s Polish, just for irrelevant variety.)
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