How are the girls at University of Chicago?

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<p>A parent’s point of view from the New York Times:</p>

<p><a href=“http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/06/magazine/06lives-t.html?_r=2&ref=todayspaper&oref=slogin[/url]”>http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/06/magazine/06lives-t.html?_r=2&ref=todayspaper&oref=slogin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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Outside, patterns emerged dependent on the shuttle schedule. Women were usually in plenty of time; men rushed, hair still wet. Some boy was invariably last, running after the bus, disheveled, inexpertly dressed, maybe a half-eaten Pop-Tart hanging from his mouth as he flailed at the bus already moving from the curb.</p>

<p>One of these boys, misreading the time perhaps, was early. He bore a slight resemblance to my son, curly-haired, with the same calculated slovenliness in dress, his backpack half-open. He sleepily approached a group of three young women waiting for the bus, groomed, alert, ready for the day.</p>

<p>They saw him and immediately went to work. One buttoned his shirt, one patted and tugged his hair into place, one zipped the backpack so nothing would tumble out. They gave him the grief he deserved, and one leaned up to kiss his cheek. It was all I could watch. Moved, obscurely relieved, wondering who these young ladies were, and how I could introduce them to Michael, I got up, closed the window and went off to shower.

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