stuffed the monster back into the white sack. At that moment, Mrs. Rebecca came in. “Marvelous work!” she
told the three of them, “You have passed my test.”
“Um. Excuse me, what type of test was that?” asked Sophie.
Mrs. Rebecca responded, “You are right Sophie; it was unusual, but it was a test to see who was actually
listening to our Greek mythology unit, who in the class is a leader, and how you problem solve and work to-
gether. You three have earned a whole week of no homework.
“Okay, but how did you… who brought this harpy over from maybe…let’s say…um… Greece?”
wondered Alex.
“Well, Alex,” said the teacher, “I have a friend in Greece. He found this harpy about a month ago on the island
of Crete and I put in an order for it. Greek mythology is loved by children these days and because the teachers
want to have a bit of fun; they bring in a harpy, sphinx, or even the Minotaur. Well, that's it, chop chop, off
you go. It's time for your next class.”
As the students shuffled out the door, they were all thinking the same thing:
We have one crazy
teacher. And none of them wanted to find out what she’d bring for Norse legends or even German fables.
Neither would I.
Amiel Bueckert, Fifth Grade
Laura Domenico, Second Grade
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