Field Trip [13 Hispis 4262]
Last class (three days ago), Prof. Oolumb told us that there would be a field trip in Intro to Marine Biology. "It is optional, of course. We'll be seeing the things from the textbook's chapters three through eight -- if the wildlife cooperates; it doesn't always. In principle you can do just as well in the course without the trip."
"How much swimming is there on the trip?" asked one of the Rassimel.
"Not very much. Three or four miles," said Prof. Oolumb. The Rassimel and the Herethroy said they'd demur.
"Outside the city wall?" asked one of the Orren.
"Yes, of course," said Oolumb. Two of the more urban Orren demurred too. Cowards, both of them! There's nothing worse than a nendrai out there.
"Anybody else not coming?" asked Oolumb, looking at me. "It will mainly be underwater."
"That's fine with me!" I said. "I can swim."
"Really? It will be several miles."
"That should be fine!" I said.
"Um ... right," said Oolumb. Most of the other students looked at me curiously. I grinned and beamed at the cutest and traffest-looking of them.
So today's the field trip.