"If we could only trade places," she mused.The mirror was less then a foot away from the wallyet looked as if it were flush with the glass. Itlooked l...ike an opening into another room. Jack beganto think that perhaps it was a path way to anotherworld or even another universe; one where he was borna woman, not a man.He said, "Perhaps we could." What?" She looked at him with her tough guy look.Jack raised his right arm to the mirror. When hetried to touch the surface it did not feel hard. A lot of students don’t survive freshman year. Those that do find that sophomore year is more interesting. For most college students, not just at RPI but at almost any college, freshmen are interchangeable parts. All engineers need to take a couple of semesters of basic engineering before they can specialize. All chemists need to take basic chemistry so they can have the proper language. All liberal arts majors need to take some basic English courses, so they can learn to write. RPI was more. Then why am I subjected to indifference? My thoughts swirl and perhaps that is why I miss the quiet knock. The warm hand at my shoulder startles me. ‘What…’ my voice catches in my throat. I look into dark eyes for the second time. A pale hand quickly snatches up the brush I have dropped in my surprise. ‘Good evening sir, you were missed at dinner’, this is the best I can come up with. I address his back .He returns with paper and pen. He wants to write a letter? My mind absently registers. The cool water was so refreshing after being sat in the heat of the sun, I began to bathe, everyone was whispering to each other in different accents trying to find out as much as possible about what was happening of course no-one knew. That evening several vehicles arrived and well dressed men and women got out and were greeted by the general. Seats had been set out for everyone, one by one we were all paraded through the group as if in some sort of show or market, hands poked and prodded.