It was the first day of class.
We sat quietly, listening to the professor explain the syllabus. He raised the required textbook up in one hand and the workbook in the other, telling us that we needed to purchase them from the bookstore.
I had enrolled into Spanish class as an elective and found myself sitting with about 15 other students. As he spoke about the things we were going to learn, someone’s hand shot up. The professor put down his books and peered at the student. “Yes,” he said in a firm voice.
She put down her hand and asked the question that sat on everyone’s minds. “When is the first test?”
The professor gave her a stern look and shook his head. “No.” After a pause, he replied: “Every day is a test.”