He entered his classroom. He quickly took a seat. The professor was calling names. He was a minute late to class. He could not find his classroom. It was his first day of college. He was sweating. He had been running around. He ran from door to door. He was looking for the wrong classroom number. He did not find this out right away. It took him some time. "David?" the professor called. He raised his hand. He was out of breath. He took out his inhaler. He took a puff from his inhaler. It gave him breath. He took out his notebook and a pencil. The professor started talking. He took notes. He always took notes in class. It was a good habit. He studied his notes later. He was a good student. He wanted only good grades.