“Mr. Will!” Ms. Rubin shouted. “Last time I checked, W came between R and Z, yes?”
Jack looked at her blankly. “Dude, you’re in the wrong row!” I said. “I am?”
And the face he made as he got up to leave,
which was a mixture of looking completely confused and looking like he’s just played a joke on someone, totally cracked me up.
A Simple Thing
About an hour later we were all seated in the giant auditorium waiting for Mr. Tushman to give his “middle-school address.”
The auditorium was even bigger than I imagined it would be—bigger even than the one at Via’s school.
I looked around, and there must have been a million people in the audience. Okay, maybe not a million, but definitely a lot.
“Thank you, Headmaster Jansen, for those very kind words of introduction,” said Mr. Tushman,
standing behind the podium on the stage as he talked into the microphone.
Welcome, my fellow teachers and members of the faculty... Welcome, parents and grandparents, friends and honored guests,
and most especially, welcome to my fifth- and sixth-grade students... Welcome to the Beecher Prep Middle School graduation ceremonies!!!
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