“It would be good for you, Auggie,” said Mom. “Maybe I’ll go next year,” I answered, looking out the window.
“This year would be better, Auggie,” said Mom. “You know why?
Because you’ll be going into fifth grade, and that’s the first year of middle school—for everyone.
You won’t be the only new kid.” “I’ll be the only kid who looks like me,” I said.
“I’m not going to say it won’t be a big challenge for you, because you know better than that,” she answered.
“But it’ll be good for you, Auggie. You’ll make lots of friends. And you’ll learn things you’d never learn with me.”
She turned in her seat again and looked at me. “When we took the tour, you know what they had in their science lab?
A little baby chick that was just hatching out of its egg. It was so cute!
Auggie, it actually kind of reminded me of you when you were a little baby with those big brown eyes of yours.”
I usually love when they talk about when I was a baby. Sometimes I want to curl up into a little tiny ball
and let them hug me and kiss me all over. I miss being a baby, not knowing stuff.
But I wasn’t in the mood for that now. “I don’t want to go,” I said.
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