From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: Dr White’s Culture Lecture   
      
   By The Arkayz Bible (Mg* nc rape pedo scat ws)   
      
   In a world filled with terror, pain, hatred, and war, the innocence of   
   little boys and girls are the only remnants we have left of human   
   goodness. Admire them, but please don’t corrupt them.   
      
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   medium provided this notice is preserved.   
      
   You usually see young people in universities, kids in their late teens   
   and young adults in their early twenties. These kids got in either   
   because they did well in high school or because their parents were rich.   
   I’m a little different though. I’m twenty-nine, almost thirty now. I’m a   
   woman studying engineering. I’m not like most female students, however,   
   because I’m a mother. I’m also a high school dropout. I’m in university   
   today because of a new government affirmative action program designed to   
   get more females in engineering. The program tries to help young single   
   mothers free themselves from the cycle of poverty. Most young single   
   mothers are poor and unskilled because they had to take care of children   
   at an age when they are most ready for work and study. I’m lucky to be   
   at university because most young single mothers don’t get the   
   opportunity I have to succeed.   
      
   I’ve been in university for two years now and of all the lectures I’ve   
   been to, Dr. White’s lectures are the most boring. Some lecturers think   
   their students are dumb and explain everything very carefully, but Dr.   
   White thinks every student in his lectures had high IQs, and so he gave   
   us hard material.   
      
   I sat and stared at the lecturer as he rambled on and on. I couldn’t   
   believe how difficult this material was. I had an assignment due in a   
   few days time and I needed to get good marks if I wanted to stay in   
   university. I had to do well for my little daughter’s sake.   
      
   When the lecture finally finished, I stood up and walked out like   
   everyone else did. When I walked out, I was shocked by how cold it was   
   outside. The sky was grey with dense patches of black here and there.   
   Rain looked imminent. I walked around campus for a while towards a white   
   building, which was the university’s childcare center.   
      
   Inside the childcare center I saw my little girl busy playing with her   
   friends. It was Israel Week on campus, so the place was filled with   
   Stars of David. The little boys all looked so cute with their yarmulkes on.   
      
   When Lily saw me she ran up to me and screamed out, “Mommy, mommy! I can   
   drive a truck.”   
      
   I grabbed the little girl up and carried her on my shoulders. One of the   
   staff came up to me and told me that she had been playing on the toy truck.   
      
   There aren’t that many children around university, so when I walked   
   around campus with my little girl I got quite a few stares. Children and   
   family tend to be looked down upon in today’s culture of money and success.   
      
   “Can I go to Nicole’s house tomorrow?” Lily asked me.   
      
   Nicole was one of Lily’s friends. I usually had a day off tomorrow on   
   Friday. There were no scheduled classes on, but unfortunately I still   
   had to come in tomorrow.   
      
   “I’m sorry, honey,” I said. “I have to come back to university tomorrow   
   to hand in an assignment.”   
      
   “So I have to go to childcare again?”   
      
   I nodded. I felt a little bad because I had a feeling Lily didn’t like   
   being in childcare. She always seemed like she had fun when I picked her   
   up though.   
      
   “Why can’t you finish the work now and tomorrow I can go to Nicole’s   
   house?” She smiled at me. It was a big smile, the type of smile she   
   reserved for moments of begging.   
      
   I thought about it. The assignment was due tomorrow. There were four   
   questions on the assignment and I had already finished three of them.   
   There was one question I couldn’t do. I then thought about Dr. White. He   
   knew I was in the affirmative action program and, at the start of the   
   semester, I remembered him telling me that if any of us had any problems   
   they should go speak to him in his office. I looked through my papers   
   and found out that Dr. White’s office was on the fifth floor of the   
   Engineering Building.   
      
   Lily was so happy when I told her I was going to try finish my   
   assignment tonight. If I handed it up early we wouldn’t have to come to   
   university tomorrow and Lily could play with her friend. Lily really   
   wanted to have Nicole over and I needed to be there to watch them as   
   they played. I could get a babysitter, but babysitters were often   
   expensive and hard to find.   
      
   *   
      
   When I arrived in Dr. White’s office I noticed how strangely small the   
   room was. The office was about the size of an average kid’s bedroom. The   
   doctor was sitting behind his desk. The computer loudly hummed. Next to   
   the keyboard was a large stack of paper, not organized in any way but   
   just sprawled out randomly all over the desk. The walls were almost   
   completely covered with bookshelves. The bookshelves were filled with   
   many books. Dr White was a rather old man of about fifty. He wore very   
   plain clothing for such an esteemed academic--or perhaps this was how   
   all esteemed academics dressed. Dr White looked up from his monitor   
   after I entered. He paid attention especially to my little daughter   
   walking in with me. Lily could see Dr White staring at her. She looked   
   at me with concern in her eyes.   
      
   The doctor faced me and spoke. “May I help you?”   
      
   “I’m a student in one of your classes. I was wondering if you could help   
   me with an assignment question.”   
      
   “Alright.” He took another quick glance at Lily. “You’re the one who’s   
   here because affirmative action, the single mother doing engineering, right?   
      
   “That’s right,” I said, feeling embarrassed. Sometimes I wished I never   
   had a child, but that was such a horrible thing to wish.   
      
   “You know,” said the doctor, “in order to succeed it is important that   
   one commits himself to success. This means that you should not allow   
   other factors, such as children, to interfere. If you choose to have   
   children or raise a family instead of pursuing a career, you will face   
   the consequences. It is not a question of whether it is fair, right, or   
   noble--it is market reality. Having a child is a signal to employers   
   that you are not likely to commit yourself one-hundred percent.”   
      
   I nodded. He always spoke about this in lectures even though it had   
   nothing to do with the subject material.   
      
   The doctor spoke again. “You do understand, don’t you, that if I help   
   you with the assignment, it would be unfair on other students?”   
      
   “No sir, I didn’t know that. So you won’t be able to help me?”   
      
   “It would be against university policy,” said the doctor, “but I suppose   
   I’m willing to help you.”   
      
   I smiled. “Thank you.”   
      
   Lily then spoke to me. “Mommy, can I go to the toilet?”   
      
   I didn’t know where any toilets were, so I looked up at the doctor, who   
      
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