those very interesting. Theyâll tell you all about the Underground Railroad. Actually, a lot of escaped slaves settled in Ontario. I think there was a settlement somewhere near here. If you donât have a computer at home, we can look for more information at our Internet station over there. â
âOh, okay. Thanks.â
âAnytime.â
When Felicia met up with the group at lunch they were talking about the play. âGuess what?â Felicia announced. âI talked to Mr. Butler and Iâm going to be a singing pioneer after all!â
âThank you,â Dodie said emphatically. âIt would have been sickening to perform with Cynthia.â
âI would never have gone for the lead if Iâd known Iâd have to sing with Ashley,â said Josh. âWhat am I going to do? This is going to be so humiliating in front of the whole school.â
âYouâll be okay,â said Matt. âYou worry too much.â
âAnd every time I make suggestions to Mr. Butler, trying to improve the dialogue, he ignores me.â
âThatâs because your ideas arenât good enough.â Ashley stood before them, flanked by four of her disdainful supporters.
âJosh is a good play writer,â said Felicia, the words popping out of her mouth unplanned.
âYou would be the last person to know if a play is good or not,â said Ashley. Cynthia looked down at Felicia, pretending to stick her finger in her throat and gag.
Ashley turned and walked away, her foursome like a military parade behind her.
âSheâs good at entrances and exits,â said Matt.
âWhat is it with her?â Renate asked.
âJust ignore her,â said Dodie.
âI canât ignore her,â said Josh. âIâm stuck with her. We even have a scene where we hold hands and sing to each other!â
âOh no!â
âPlease!â The girls all started to laugh.
âItâs not funny.â Josh slumped in his chair.
When they returned to class, Miss Peabody introduced Sally, the first student to present her family history. Sally lowered a screen from the ceiling, then stationed herself beside a computer and, as one photograph followed another, described the arrival of her great-grandparents from Holland after the end of the Second World War. âThey brought tulip bulbs with them and planted them here. This is a picture of their garden.â
The screen glowed with a vibrant mass of color. In the midst of the blossoms, an oval pond collected water, which cascaded down into it over a wall of rock. There was a collective âoohâ from the class. Sally also had a pair of wooden shoes, called klompen. Everyone wanted to try them on.
Felicia started to worry about what her own story would be like. She couldnât think of something her classmates might want to see, like the shoes, and she wasnât sure if her family had differences that made them interesting.
After school Felicia came home to an empty house. Florence had started playing bridge with the neighbors every other Thursday afternoon. The television sat silently in its corner, and nothing simmered on the stove. Felicia settled at the kitchen table and unrolled the poster she had begun working on the night before. The painted tree filled up the whole space. It had a substantial trunk with graceful limbs that extended into finer branches and feathery leaves. Sheâd started to add miniature duplicates of her great-auntâs still life painting and the military medal. The poster looked good, but now she needed to think about how to present her family history. Her first thought was of her father, a shadowy figure, gone from her life before she was old enough to know him. A memory emerged of him sitting in a chair supported by pillows, almost too fragile to be approached by his rambunctious toddler, Felicia. No one would want to hear about that.
What else? She stood and walked to the
Theresa Meyers
Jacqueline Druga
Abby Brooks
Anne Forbes
Brenda Joyce
Chelsea Camaron, Ryan Michele
Amanda Bennett
Jocelyn Stover
Dianne Drake
Julie Corbin