It’s part of the deal. I diligently attend kindergarten like some kind of indoctrinated East German underling, and in exchange, she brings me an iced latte and carries all of my belongings.
Also, once you’ve traveled the world and read Nabokov’s entire collection, school is just redundant. On Thursday, I put paste all over my hands just so I could peel it off when it dried.
It’s going to be a long thirteen years.