“Desperate University” is a college at the foot of a canyon

in the Great Plains between Interstates 85 and 212 in South Dakota. The school includes undergraduate and graduate degrees for poor students with very little money. Founded in 1901 by an archeologist who got lost in the desert, apparently seeking old Spanish ruins. According to legend, only some of the Sioux Native tribe heard the voice of the archeologist who had run out of food and water. As he was dying, he yelled repeatedly “Help me! I’m desperate!”The Sioux could only understand the word “desperate” or “desperado” because they had learned a little basic Spanish from their ancestors who fell to the Spanish conquistadors. Over the years, the native Americans talked about “Mr. Desperate”.           Unfortunately, the man died when the tribe traced his voice. The tribe searched the man’s clothes and discovered the archeologist was carrying over $5,000 in cash.

Over the next few decades,

Desperate’s money was used to improve life for local native Americans. Most of the money had been used for schools, including a small college where local native Americans could attend at affordable tuition rates. By the year 2005, American high school graduates with financial problems from across the country enrolled in “Desperate” for their low tuition. Desperate University had done all it could to acquire more money to keep the school open.However, this all changed when a student studying for his Ph.D. graduate degree in Microscopic Geology, named Steve Gem who had received a basic metal detector from his parents for his birthday. When Steve received the detector, he went out in the desert and began waving his new detector across acres of sand, searching for meteorites.    slots      The desert was teaming with many rocks that were in his way.

Steve clandestinely heaved the “rock

” with the bags around it, and slipped in the Geology Department Lab. He rinsed it completely in a sink, which revealed a dark golden color. Then he took a metal cutter to take off flake samples from the rock. Then he put them under a microscope and examined them. After an hour, he concluded that mass of rock was indeed a gold nugget and not “Fool’s Gold”, also known as “Pyrite”.As Steve’s heart raced with joy, he slid the nugget in his backpack, and hid it in his dormitory under his bed until the day came for Steve to defend his dissertation. After years of studying Geology in college and graduate school at Desperate University, this was his day to defend his dissertation about breakthrough in the desert in which he had mapped the area where he had found the 25-pound gold nugget and also discovered more gold.

A week later

he walked into the committee room he saw his professors from the Geology department. He tensed up with his dissertation in hand which he was trying not to clench. He brought his backpack containing the gold nugget and announced his findings. The head of the Geology department Dr. “Rocky” A. Stalagmite and other professors from the department eagerly opened their eyes wide when Steve took the nugget out. When Steve explained his work which reflected in his dissertation in which he mapped the desert area where he found more gold. He exclaimed his research would benefit many people, including himself, of course that would pay millions of dollars for the knowledge on that dissertation.