One day, I was sitting in Piazza di San Pietro, waiting for the school bus to come. With me were several UD students. Suddenly, 3 of my female students walked by, hand-in-hand with 11 Italian soldiers, headed for the bus stop. Muttering to the students near me "This I've got to see", we all followed the crowd to the bus stop.
When we arrived at the bus stop, I saw the 11 soldiers all trying to collect kisses from my three students. The girls - all being from smaller towns in Texas - tried to say "No" and push the soldiers away, but ruined the effect by giggling.
So here I was all of 24 years of age, and I was going to have to chase away 11 men in uniform. Great.
I stepped up and said loudly in Italian something like "My students have to go now".
Suddenly, 22 hands flew up in the air, and the entire band surrendered, claiming in a babble of words that they didn't mean anything, no harm was done, and they were just leaving...
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