The first day of school, our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I' m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may." and she gave me a giant squeeze.

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