"well, i cut down to one-half pack a day for the first week.
i was touchy most of the time. the slightest irritation made my nerves jangle and my head want to explode. the next week i smoked five cigarettes a day and had an even worse case of nerves. then the following week i chewed gum and sucked on mints, candy, and pipe stems. frankly, i wasn't sure from one moment to the next if i could keep going. somehow i made it."
many of you know what this professor is talking about; you, too, have tried to break the addiction, but have failed. in the few minutes we have here today we can analyze the motives at the root of our smoking problem.
perhaps we can assure those who do not smoke, (and i am happy i can still include myself in this group), to nip in the bud the urges of those who are about to begin smoking, and to encourage to cut-down those who are already confirmed smokers.
let's begin with group pressures. we race to maturity, to grow up all at once. we want poise, selfconfidence, and lots of friends; we want to be accepted.
this need for acceptance reminds me of an incident that occurred in a campus sorority house during the "rushing period" last fall. a sorority member offered a rushee a cigarette. eager to please and not to seem different, the girl blurted out a confident, "oh, yes, i'd love one!" the active struck a match, was calmly extending it toward the rushee when the flustered freshman met the active half-way with cigarette in hand. the active was thunderstruck. you can imagine her mixed emotions while striving to stifle her amusement and at the same time to understand that the poor rushee had never smoked be