As it did every school day of my junior year, 11:12 AM had come once more to mark the end of my academic morning, and the beginning of my lunch period. After paying my one dollar for a small cherry vita-pup slush drink and a strawberry fruit roll-up, I would take my place at the usual lunch table. The next forty-five minutes were always used as an escape from the labor and frustration of the academic …showed first 75 words of 808 total…

…showed last 75 words of 808 total…all you can do is study and be a drudge.'         Hermann Heilner understands, as do I, the value of knowing and experiencing over slaving away with a book in your nose. For that reason, people like Hermann Heilner, Hermann Hesse, and myself are much happier and free willed than the 'A' student who sacrifices his lunch periods, his days, and even his life only to be crushed beneath the wheel of the rat race.