One semester, I was teaching a Dramatic Literature course at a major public university on the East Coast, when I was approached by four women after the first session.
The four walked up to me and one of them told me they were Muslim and that I had to guarantee them no man would touch them during class.
I was stopped for a moment by their request. When I looked up from my desk, I saw they were all dressed in traditional Eastern clothing and their heads were covered and they were deadly serious.
“We thought this was a literature class,” one of them said.
“It is,” I replied.