After he had been there a month, his mother came to visit him. "And how do you find the English students, Donald?" she asked.

"Mother," he replied, "They're such terrible, noisy people. The one on that side keeps banging his head on the wall and won't stop. The one on the other side screams and screams all night."

"Oh Donald! How do you manage to put up with these awful noisy English neighbors?"

"Mother, I do nothing. I just ignore them. I just stay here, minding my business, playing my bagpipes."