"Excuse me, Commander," a voice called from behind me. Even though I was not looking, I immediately recognized the voice as one of my most talented students.
"Yes, Miss Uhura," I said turning around.
I quickly examined her. Her posture and facial expression showed high signs of discomfort and nervousness. She began speaking before I could comment on the matter.
"Well, you see sir," she began, "The class wanted me give suggestions on your teaching habits."
"Suggestions?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, Sir. Suggestions such as less work, better grading skills, and mostly just a funner class," the cadet stated, as if she was mimicking someone else's words.
Again I raised my eyebrow. "Funner, Cadet Uhura is not a word."
"Those are the words they asked me to explain to you," the girl said shyly. "They also asked me to threaten you with the statement that they will inform the super intendant and transfer classes."
For some reason I became panicked at that moment. "You are not considering these options to, Cadet."
She sighed. "Honestly, Sir, I greatly enjoy your teaching strategies. It is the other students in the class who share these opinions."
I hid the thought of relief from my face as I had done with my worry. "Why did they not come with these complaints themselves?" I questioned.
Cadet Uhura's face became momentarily red. "They believed me to be your best acquaintance."
I silently thanked that the Cadet had turned away at that moment, for if she had not she would of seen a slight shade of green in my ears.
"I see. Thank you for these suggestions, Cadet. I will consider them," I politely responded.
"Thank you for listening and considering, Commander," Cadet Uhura replied with a small smile.
As she then gathered her things and walked out the door, I quickly searched the interned on my PADD for the definition of "funner".