Harvard University

10 alarm clocks go off simultaneously at 5:17pm—I groan as I force myself to get off the couch and snap out of the comfort of my 15 minutes powernap. I race down the apartment’s stairway and hop onto my bike. As I peddle ferociously for 40 minutes up and down a series of hills, I listened to the KWANK- KWANK discordance emitting from my bike, indicating that I am perhaps a little too big for the rusty medium sized bike. When I finally reach my destination, a smiling 12 year old boy opens the door and yells “HI BRADLEY!”, handing me a piece of paper on which his mother has listed his homework…