MTL - American Entertainment 1982-Chapter 71 William Lewis
Chapter 71 William Lewis
"Professor Gavin Ladd wants to chat with you and Miss Farrell and Dennis and Pam."
In the principal's room, after listening to Tommy Hawke's application not to accompany the team in subsequent summer camp activities, Principal Mendez did not refuse, but said another thing.
While talking, he picked up a card from the table and handed it to Tommy who was about to leave.
Gavin Ladd is the professor at the School of Public and International Affairs at Princeton University who is interested in the summer camp.
"I guess he's the only one that's still puzzling me about this summer camp." Tommy took the phone number and smiled at the principal.
It was a card of the Four Seasons Hotel in Providence. According to the above address, Tommy, Otilia, Dennis, and Pam drove over in Dennis's second-hand muscle car.
The question that confuses them is why the professors of Princeton University know about their summer camp and are willing to participate, and it is free of charge.
When they were attending lectures at Lincoln High School, they had all met Gavin Ladd, a young professor, forty-two years old, white, one of the youngest and most junior professors in the School of Public and International Affairs at Princeton University, and before There is no difference or special treatment for Tommy Hawke, Ottilia and others from other students.
According to the Four Seasons Hotel cafe that Professor Ladd had arranged, when the four arrived, they saw that Gavin Ladd was already accompanied by a man in his sixties, most of his hair had fallen out, leaving only his temples and the back of his head. Several gray-haired black old men were waiting at the reserved booths. At this time, they saw four people appearing at the door of the coffee shop. Gavin Ladd and the black old man, who had been paying attention, stood up from a distance.
Otilia looked at the black man, and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh My God!"
"You know him?" Seeing Otilia's reaction, Tommy asked.
Otilia whispered to Tommy: "If I remember correctly, my godfather took me to his lectures, he is..."
The black old man didn't give Otilia a chance to finish speaking. He walked over briskly, and extended his hand to Tommy Hawk with a smile on his face: "Tommy Hawk, hello."
"Hello, sir?" Tommy shook hands with the other party, and looked at Ottilia and the smiling Gavin Ladd next to him. Both of them seemed to know the identity of the black old man.
It wasn't until he looked at Dennis and Pam who had the same reaction as himself, that Tommy felt a little relieved. Finally, there were people who were as ignorant of the current situation as he was.
The black old man’s hands were very strong. He even shook Tommy’s hand with one hand, and gently patted the back of Tommy’s hand with the other, pulling Tommy to sit next to him: “Let me introduce myself, my name is William Lewis, Princeton University Professor of Political Economy."
Seeing that the expressions of the three high school students were not shocked at all, Professor Gavin Ladd next to him couldn't help adding a sentence for the blacks: "Sir William Lewis, Princeton Professor of Political Economy, 1979 Nobel Prize in Economics The award winner, the first black professor at Princeton University, and the first black scholar in the world to win the Nobel Prize in Economics, is also my mentor, and the reason why I appeared in this summer camp."
Gavin Ladd's addition made Tommy Hawke have a concrete expression of the word shock. Although he had never heard the name of this old black man, he had heard of the Nobel Prize.
Even Dennis and Pam were a little shocked on the spot, no matter how ignorant they were, they had heard of this world-renowned award.
"I've always wanted to finalize the schedule and give a class for your summer camp, but the handover work of my retirement is really cumbersome. By the time I finish it, your first summer camp will have ended." William Lewis looked softly Looking at the four of Tommy who were sitting blankly, they smiled and spoke.
"Mr. Alan-Lewis, Governor of St. Vincent? Is it your relative?" Tommy suddenly had a flash of thought and asked.
The black old man nodded with a smile: "He is my real brother."
"No wonder Prime Minister Madouf keeps saying that he is not the smartest person in St. Vincent, so you designed all this from beginning to end?" Tommy let out a breath slowly: "My lord governor asked me to say hello to you for him."
With this Nobel laureate's explanation, all the links are clear.
"No, not by design, just a coincidence, Madouf and my brother would occasionally call me, hoping that I would help St. Vincent get the aid money that the US should have honored and focus the US on sugar mill crushing workers, but politics didn't Caring and sympathy, I am just an ordinary professor living in the United States and teaching at Princeton University, a non-American living scholar can’t change anything, and my personal social status can’t increase the presence of my motherland in the world.” William Lewis said Tommy said:
"At that time, the only high school in St. Vincent received a call from a high school in the United States to inquire about joint summer camps. When my brother told me about it, he just regarded it as an ordinary game, but I think it may be an opportunity. At Princeton, we believe that students can promote social development and change faster than adults. Anyway, our country can’t be worse, so we should let students have a try.”
Tommy Hawke thought for a moment, then said: "You checked the information about Lincoln High School and the summer camp, and found that we are too bad to be worthy of the name of the summer summit. In order to attract real elite high school students, we give It is an opportunity for this summer camp to be associated with the name Princeton."
"No, I'm just worried that Lincoln High School won't give you too much support, and your plan will be aborted, so I asked Gavin to call." William Lewis shook his head and corrected Tommy's statement: "Never be able to do anything for you. From the moment you came up with this idea for college entrance examination, you are already out-and-out young elites in my eyes.”
Dennis said bluntly: "Professor, so in order to thank us for everything we have done for your country, are you going to recommend us to enter Princeton University? It is best to have a full scholarship, exempt from all tuition and miscellaneous fees."
"I can't believe it, but I also have the opportunity to go to Princeton." Pam's expression was also a little excited: "I don't know how difficult it is to crack TVs at Princeton University compared to our high school?"
"No, in fact, I have already retired from Princeton. St. Vincent is going to jointly establish a university with Barbados and St. Lucia. I am going to help that university complete the preliminary preparations." William Lewis laughed and turned off The fantasy of the two: "If you want to go to university, I can ask the new university to send you an admission letter, because I will be the first principal."
Tommy exhaled: "No, thank you, we are not going to study abroad for the time being."
"My brother said, you're going to write letters of recommendation for Tommy, Dennis, Pam, and the rest of the students to get them into Princeton, they're the best kids in America, they deserve the best college in America, The people of this country owe them everything, and we want to help them realize their wishes." William Lewis said slowly:
"But I don't think so. You are the best high school students, but the best university depends on you. Go to a university you like, instead of letting us old people define what a good university is for you. I will not write letters of recommendation for you, but I will put your name before my name at the end of the last paper of my teaching career in the United States, so that when the universities you apply to are in doubt When you call me to find out, I can tell them in a more sincere way, about what you have done for my thesis, for my country, and I can also tell that university that they are the best group of high school students in the eyes, Best university ever."
Yesterday’s second update, I woke up late... so I’m going to write today’s update
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