There is a big-band/jazz night every Tuesday but its attendees are all quite old and semi-frail (not too frail as not to absolutely school me on any dance floor.)
In the eighth grade I approached one of my favorite English teachers and asked if I could write a new and unknown word on the board in her classroom every day.
I am happiest in the midst of a few projects, especially if they are things I’ve never undertaken before.
I said I wanted to be in school till I am 85. My friend asked me if I wanted to be in school or learn till I am 85.