In my Day Job I Ruin Bright Young Minds at the University.
They enter the Institution as Freshmen, full of Wonder and Hope and Eager for Learning. Well, we pound that stuff out of them in a hurry. If you've ever attended college, you know exactly what I'm talking about.
[I also hold science classes for a 4th grade class each year. All I gotta do is clear my throat and hands shoot up like ripe beanstalks all over the place.]
However, by the time I get them as Grad Students, they won't even look up when I pose a question to the class. Guess my colleagues and I are doing something right.
In atonement, for the Greater Improvement of Society, I teach Nebraska Handgun Safety and Training Course classes [NO--it ain't Concealed Carry of Weapons (CCW), it's Concealed Handgun Permit (CHP)]. Plus a buncha NRA classes, NE Hunter Education, and other fun stuff. And you can bet that those folks stay awake in class. And They Ask the Really Good Questions.