Ah yes..The memory of my high school Latin class. Miss Dente and Sr. Michael Joseph were my teachers. My mother's mantra used to be.."You'll be SO glad you took Latin!!"...eeks. Agricula, agriculae, agricilorum???? How'my doin'? Hardly an intellectual am I !! BUT my mother was RIGHT. I am so glad I took Latin 1 & 2 at St. Luke's High School, Ho-H0-Kus, New Jersey. I had no idea how beneficial it would be throughout my life...you know,..those prefexes and suffixes that somehow help you determine the meaning of a word. But THAT was the easy part. I often wondered what kind of a brain a person must have to be able to not only UNDERSTAND, but TEACH the language. I found it hard to imagine that a WHOLE society of people really spoke to each other EVERY DAY, in LATIN. Even today, sporting the same thought, I now think they were all 'fakin' it. No Latin Club for me, no togas either, maybe just for Halloween!!! I used to wonder if all those kids walking around so dressed, REALLY like Latin? Somehow NOW, I think NOT. Bet some had an intellectual 'air' as they donned their white robes and became so obviously present as they mingled among the 'lessers' in the hallowed halls. But others were probably interested and intrigued by the HISTORY of the Roman Empire, Greek civilization and the like. While in high school we maintained that "Latin is a language, as dead as dead can be. First it killed the Romans, now it's killing me," but the truth is very different. For a DEAD language it is very much ALIVE because it has truly NEVER died. I do not have a desire to speak Latin fluently..but...the smattering of two years of high school Latin, has for me, opened up a very lively interest in the HISTORY from which it is derived. FASCINATING.