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NO WONDER THEY CALL IT
■ When I sauntered into the classroom that first day of the semester, I was prepared for a course, in "Contemporary Political Thought." I expected great things of the University of Southern California — better known to football fans as the home of the Trojans. I envisioned everything from a Master's Degree to a ticket to the Rose Bowl Game, but not that Liz Scott would walk in with an armful of books and sit down right next to. me.
Imagine the effect, if you can. I was still recovering from the effect, when I heard that famous, sultry voice saying. "Is this Poly Sci four-fifty-one?" The words were those that any co-ed would have said, but where oh where can you find a co-ed who can say them the way she did!
Well, being an English major. I flashed back the very witty reply, "Oh ... eh ... ah .. . yes." That's what you call getting off on the right foot.
For the first few days she sat rather shyly at the rear of the classroom, but she was soon right up in the front row. Her enthusiasm compelled her to get up where she could be in the thick of it when the class discussion got hot. My enthusiasm compelled me to move up too.
Now you can't sit next to Liz Scott from 10 to 11 every morning five days a week and make like a mummy all the while. Not if you're human. She's real; you think of her as a classmate — well, as a mate anyway. So the days went by and we became acquainted. I soon found that she had another class every morning from 8:30 to 9:50 just before our political science course and that her earlier class was a course in philosophy — which I, being a lover of, quickly registered in. It's the most interesting philosophy {Continued on page 90)