12th November, 2009

Legal Ethics class last Tuesday would have been hilarious had we not been absolutely scared at that time. :P
Our schedule for that day was 5:30-8:30 PM Constitutional Law 2 and 8:30-9:30PM Legal Ethics. It was already 7:30 and no Professor has graced our doors yet. &:45, a female Professor barged in and uttered the prayer seconds after entering the door. We were speechless and surprised because we were absolutely puzzled who she is. After saying the prayer, she barked off our names one by one, completing the class attendance check in just a couple of minutes or less.
She then proceeded to recitation. She called on Frances we still have no idea who she is. She uttered the first question…Is the Legal Profession more of a Profession or a privilege? OH! We realized then that she is our Legal Ethics Prof. But at the same time alarm bells sounded on my head—Why is she so EARLY!?? Not to mention she is giving Frances hell as she recites. Her questions were confusing and when she asks about a canon or a rule from the Code, she wants it verbatim. (Frances said “respect for THE law” and she corrected her saying it should be “respect for law” only)
We were all reeling from her questions dreading for our names to be called to recite. None of us have the confidence and the bravery to interrupt her and inform her that she’s early. Also, we didn’t know at that time whether she knew all along and that she intended to have class till 9:30.
At around 8: 15, we were increasingly getting worse on our recitations. She might have noticed and stated that our class is at 6:30 and yet we were still not ready for her class. That’s the only time one of us had the guts to inform her that we are, in fact, her 8:30 class.
She outrageously disbelieved us. She maintained that she asked a girl in the hallway whether this is her class and that she followed the same girl inside our room. She looked every one of us girls in the eye trying to discern who it was she talked to. Haha! Luckily the girl was not from our class, or else she would have had hell to pay. Our professor was utterly surprised and she just reasoned that even if our class is at 8:30, we still wouldn’t have been ready. She still insisted even up to the moment she decided to end class that the girl was from our class and that she just followed her. Tsktsk.. Unlucky us.
The incident was very funny when we realized that she had been mistaken. However, due to her manner of questioning during recitation and due in part to our utter fear of being called next, nobody laughed. I don’t think anybody even smiled. Truth be told, I was busy praying “not me, LOrd. Please not me”
Oh well, did I say it was our first day of classes? Haha. What a memorable first day that was!

Legal Ethics class last Tuesday would have been hilarious had we not been absolutely scared at that time. :P

Our schedule for that day was 5:30-8:30 PM Constitutional Law 2 and 8:30-9:30PM Legal Ethics. It was already 7:30 and no Professor has graced our doors yet. &:45, a female Professor barged in and uttered the prayer seconds after entering the door. We were speechless and surprised because we were absolutely puzzled who she is. After saying the prayer, she barked off our names one by one, completing the class attendance check in just a couple of minutes or less.

She then proceeded to recitation. She called on Frances we still have no idea who she is. She uttered the first question…Is the Legal Profession more of a Profession or a privilege? OH! We realized then that she is our Legal Ethics Prof. But at the same time alarm bells sounded on my head—Why is she so EARLY!?? Not to mention she is giving Frances hell as she recites. Her questions were confusing and when she asks about a canon or a rule from the Code, she wants it verbatim. (Frances said “respect for THE law” and she corrected her saying it should be “respect for law” only)

We were all reeling from her questions dreading for our names to be called to recite. None of us have the confidence and the bravery to interrupt her and inform her that she’s early. Also, we didn’t know at that time whether she knew all along and that she intended to have class till 9:30.

At around 8: 15, we were increasingly getting worse on our recitations. She might have noticed and stated that our class is at 6:30 and yet we were still not ready for her class. That’s the only time one of us had the guts to inform her that we are, in fact, her 8:30 class.

She outrageously disbelieved us. She maintained that she asked a girl in the hallway whether this is her class and that she followed the same girl inside our room. She looked every one of us girls in the eye trying to discern who it was she talked to. Haha! Luckily the girl was not from our class, or else she would have had hell to pay. Our professor was utterly surprised and she just reasoned that even if our class is at 8:30, we still wouldn’t have been ready. She still insisted even up to the moment she decided to end class that the girl was from our class and that she just followed her. Tsktsk.. Unlucky us.

The incident was very funny when we realized that she had been mistaken. However, due to her manner of questioning during recitation and due in part to our utter fear of being called next, nobody laughed. I don’t think anybody even smiled. Truth be told, I was busy praying “not me, LOrd. Please not me”

Oh well, did I say it was our first day of classes? Haha. What a memorable first day that was!


 

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