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My daughter is going to university this fall. She has many new experiences in front of her. I remember stepping into my first lecture, in a large hall, with about 300 other students. It was a history class. I loved history. I sat there, eyes and ears filled with anticipation. The first thing the professor did when he opened his mouth was yawn. You guessed it. The whole year was like that. By his third lecture the numbers in his class had dwindle down to a few dozen students. My future girl friend, who sat in the front row, fell asleep during one of  his lectures, falling out of her seat and onto the floor. Looking back I guess he was a pretty good egg. She still got an A.