I couldn't contend with my joy, neither could I exclaim as I would love to because there are regulations here and I'm sitting in front, on the third row. We here are one of the greatly focused on by whoever is speaking in front, we got to behave ourselves. We hold hands, squeezing each other palms tight in place of the talking, we abruptly ceased communication after the man on stage, shot us a warning glare. Your communication is not appropriate here. I sensed him say through his eyes.

After the introductory class, I get out of the hall with Linda and the other students to the venue for our...