(She broke the silence with a wicked edge to her voice. "I see."
she said. "I see we have a young lady who does not want to do
as she is told. We will have to tell her mother about that." And
the rest of the class snickered, as the teacher tore the page out
of my notebook.
"Now I am going to give you one more chance," she said, as
she printed another fierce A at the head of the new page. "Now
you copy that letter exactly the way it is, and the rest of the
class will have to wait for you." She placed the crayon squarely
back into my fingers.)
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