As I was attempting to disappear into my seat, Dr. Heitzman announced to the class that a rare occurrence had taken place; someone's essay had earned an A+. Knowing it could not be mine, I slouched even further into my chair. Dr. Heitzman continued, "Sorry to disappoint the female population in the class, but this time the best essay was written by a boy." At first this meant nothing to me. However, since I was also taking AP Probability and Statistics and I realized there were only three males in the class, statistically I concluded that I had a 33 1/3 percent chance of being that guy. I sat up straight and lifted the brim of my hat above my eyes. Watching her intently, I suddenly found myself praying that her panning eyes would find me in the back of the room. As she got out of her seat and came toward my desk, my pulse quickened, and I almost fell out of my chair. She handed me my essay, requesting that I read it to the rest of the class.