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by Larry Connolly
Agnes Antoniso sits next to me and cries all through class because she wants to be at home and Sister Mary Joseph scolds her to STOP THAT YOUNG LADY YOU'RE IN FIRST GRADE NOW and OUR LORD NEVER CRIED and LOOK AT THAT BOY SITTING NEXT TO YOU HE'S NOT CRYING IS HE? Then, because I'm that boy, I throw up my lunch, which had been chicken noodle soup from a thermos. All the noodles are swimming on top of my desk and Agnes' desk, too, and now she is really screaming and Sister Mary Joseph is screaming, but I am fascinated by the sight of all those noodles because this is the first time I realize what I eat is waiting in my stomach just like the wolf's stomach in Peter and the Wolf.
I wish I lived alone in the forest. Life would be much better.
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