Sitting in the front row, learning all things accounting,
I watch the professor intently, gleaning as
much as I can. Trying to stay awake.
I always look forward to that class, though I don’t know why.
Sometimes it bores me to death.
My head begins bobbing and sagging in that
tell-tale gesture of too little sleep.
I grab my juice, hoping the cool
refreshment will awaken me to class.
No good. I try focusing intently on the
overhead, but my lids begin drooping even faster.
I turn my head in one last futile attempt to
keep from dozing off and I cath a flash
out of the corner of my eye.
I turn my head even more and there it
is again, that radient flash of sun, a smile.
I know that beautiful smile as it always
greets me whenever I look her way. I smile
to myself, and smile outwardly, feeling
completely rejuvenated.
Now, with all thoughts of sleep banished
from my mind, I am free to concentrate on
class again. And when fatigue sets in I only
need to look for that ray of sunshine.
Now I know why I love coming to this
class so much.

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