An ‘F’ is a very “Nobel” grade
My daughter burst through the front door, dropped her backpack, grabbed a handful of potato chips and flopped on the couch. A typical after-school entrance. I tepidly approached. “Any homework tonight?” “Mmmmm.” A typical after-school response. “Are you still carrying an ‘A’ in physics?” “Unfortunately, yes.” “Unfortunately?” “Don’t get used to it Dad. By Christmas…