I sit here in the Secchia Lab for the last time; I will probably never see JCU ever again. Okay, that may be an overstatement, because I guess I might come back to show it to my progeny as the main reason Dad became so stupid: "It all started here..."
I will not miss much about this school. The dinky library (my high school library owns the JCU library)? No. The smokers? Hell no. Lemon tree courtyard? Not really. The teachers? Kind of, admittedly. I liked my Italian/Philosophy teacher, Profesoressa Aiello a lot. Not that I learned much in those classes. My main education was outside the classroom, for certain. Good riddance, John Cabot University.
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And what is it you have learned?
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I have learned, among other things, that a college can be more cliquish than middle school
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