No More Pencils, No More Books - One young man, about high school age, a worn loose-leaf notebook under his arm, skipped down Yankee Road Wednesday at 11 a.m. Two friends walked quickly behind him. When they reached Fourth Avenue, the leader stopped and called to the others. "See the street?" he asked. "See the notebook?" His friends nodded, and then the leader’s arm flipped the book high into the air where it flapped to a hundred bits of white that quietly dropped to the asphalt road. The boy rubbed his hands, and he and his friends walked happily away. School, at least for three more months, was no more. Middletown pupils were free last Wednesday. Some had to return for commencement exercises on Thursday and all had to come back for a few moments Friday to get a grade card, but Wednesday signaled the reign of no more homework, no more books and no more teachers...
No More Pencils, No More Books - One young man, about high school age, a worn loose-leaf notebook under his arm, skipped down Yankee Road Wednesday at 11 a.m. Two friends walked quickly behind him. When they reached Fourth Avenue, the leader stopped and called to the others. "See the street?" he asked. "See the notebook?" His friends nodded, and then the leader’s arm flipped the book high into the air where it flapped to a hundred bits of white that quietly dropped to the asphalt road. The boy rubbed his hands, and he and his friends walked happily away. School, at least for three more months, was no more. Middletown pupils were free last Wednesday. Some had to return for commencement exercises on Thursday and all had to come back for a few moments Friday to get a grade card, but Wednesday signaled the reign of no more homework, no more books and no more teachers...
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