Don't you think it would be interesting if you really could read the story of your life—written perfectly truthfully by an omniscient author? And suppose you could only read it on this condition: that you would never forget it, but would have to go through life knowing ahead of time exactly how everything you did would turn out, and foreseeing to the exact hour the time when you would die. How many people do you suppose would have the courage to read it then? or how many could suppress their curiosity sufficiently to escape from reading it, even at the price of having to live without hope and without surprises?*****Judy was a self-made young woman, who managed in few years to bridge the gap, or rather the abyss, separating her from the other girls who were brought up in more ordinary houses among caring and loving family members. It is true that she did that with the help of the Dear Trustee who sends orphans to college, but she used the chance not the person, and insisted on paying him back, which she did by her academic excellence, promising writing career, and above all by her independency.- Bothina Al-Ibrahim