“Is there a liability in such case, Mr. Laririt?”
“Damn” I muttered to myself.
Of all the students in my class why do I have to be the first one to be called and answer my professor’s surprise recitation in our first official class?
Crap! I stood there, literally shaking, trying to remember all the things that I have read in my book to be able to create the perfect reason or argument for my answer. All eyes are on me, I can feel it, and most of it are expressing the anticipation of what fate will I have, the moment I answer our professor.
Though I’ve been only standing for about a minute and a half, it feels like it’s been ages. Plus, watching my professor walking around our classroom waiting for me to answer his goddamn question is like living in hell and having no certainty of when it will end.
It took me another half minute to find my voice and answer. Though I know I have said it completely and with substance, I only heard myself uttering the words “if ever, whatever, and possession”.
Then my professor walk towards me and said, “Good enough.”
-And that’s the highlight of my day… a complete system of struggle for survival on my first day… (I almost had a nervous breakdown!)
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