Filling In the Gaps

Remember my Theater instructor? The one who doesn't know jack about Greek or Roman history, but sees fit to lecture on it anyway? A few weeks ago she was talking about something or other, and got around to the subject of some cartoon or television program or something called Punch and Judy. She said that she wasn't raised here, so she hadn't seen it, but gave it as an example. At the end of class I asked where she was raised, and she said "Oh, all around the world. Many different countries."

Friday she was lecturing about some modern playwrights, most of whom probably couldn't get a job at McDonalds if they didn't have a bunch of hippies telling them that they're brilliant and paying to see their "work", and she mentioned some guy "from Quebec, where I'm from."

So she's from Quebec... It all makes sense now. The outlandish fashion sense, the poorly concealed elitism, the haughty pronunciation of French-esque words, the stuffy air without the accompanying foreign accent... It was either Quebec, or she was part Welsh.