Baartock raised his hand, like he had seen the children do when they wanted to ask something.
"Yes, Baartock?"
"What showandtell?" he asked.
"You can bring in something to show the rest of the class and tell about it. Something you like or you think is unusual. I'm sure that you have something you would like to share with the class."
Baartock had an idea right away about something to bring, but he didn't say what it was.
"Now leave your tables straight and put your chairs in their places, then line up at the door."
There was a lot of rushing around and putting things away, and soon they were all lined up.
"All right. I want you to have a nice weekend. I'll see you on Monday," Mrs. Stogbuchner said just as the bell rang. Baartock didn't jump this time. He had guessed that the bell was about to ring. They hurried down the hall to get to the school busses.
"See you Monday," Jason called as he ran off to his bus. Baartock walked along the sidewalk until he came to bus 62.
"You were right," Mr. Barnes said as Baartock go on the bus. "The other road is shorter." He kept on talking all the way to the
high school. He kept talking all the time until he stopped to let Baartock off the bus. Baartock wasn't listening to him. He was thinking about showandtell.