Students of Myself

There are few students in my class. When one considers what the subject is, this isn't surprising. I teach myself.In other words, I impart to my students facts and fancies based on my life and ideas. It's the least popular class in the university and I doubt it will be funded for another term. But none of that is my fault. I wanted to teach a proper discipline such as ecology, but the authorities wouldn't let me. They insisted that I teach myself; and as a result, I do so.The students are given an assignment. They each have to write a short piece about how I spend my free time. But this is information I've always kept secret. I can't imagine how they're expected to know anything about my private life, certainly not in detail.Clearly I'm being spied on. Unless it's guesswork?I read the essays anxiously.Yes, only some of them have got it right?