Mia a Matter of Taste
“Katie asked me the next morning when she got on the bus.
“I don’t need to wear them all the time,” I reminded her. “Just in class, to see the board.”
“I’m dying to see them,” Katie said.
I started to reach for my backpack, but then I suddenly felt shy. I mean, we were surrounded by kids on the bus. I didn’t want to draw any extra attention to myself.
“Math class,” I said. “I promise.”
Katie dramatically put her hand to her forehead. “I can’t stand the suspense!”
But when we got to math class, I... got shy again. I couldn’t bring myself to put my glasses on.
“Come on!” Katie urged.
“Maybe I won’t need them,” I said. “Not if we’re working in our books.”
I could tell that Katie wanted to argue with me, but the bell rang. Mr. K. stood up from his desk and went to the board.
“Today I’m going to show you how to convert decimals to percentages,” he said, and started writing numbers on the board. Then he turned around. “Mia, do I need to move you to the front row?”MoreLess
“I don’t need to wear them all the time,” I reminded her. “Just in class, to see the board.”
“I’m dying to see them,” Katie said.
I started to reach for my backpack, but then I suddenly felt shy. I mean, we were surrounded by kids on the bus. I didn’t want to draw any extra attention to myself.
“Math class,” I said. “I promise.”
Katie dramatically put her hand to her forehead. “I can’t stand the suspense!”
But when we got to math class, I... got shy again. I couldn’t bring myself to put my glasses on.
“Come on!” Katie urged.
“Maybe I won’t need them,” I said. “Not if we’re working in our books.”
I could tell that Katie wanted to argue with me, but the bell rang. Mr. K. stood up from his desk and went to the board.
“Today I’m going to show you how to convert decimals to percentages,” he said, and started writing numbers on the board. Then he turned around. “Mia, do I need to move you to the front row?”MoreLess
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