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“Oh Mr. Jenkins NO eye am not rally late eye was in the information commons looking up the answers to my questions and getting ready for my test please don't make me say it.” “Yes Mr. Timid tell the class your name your own last name and say it fifty times.” “Like this just say “I am Timid” and let it go like that.” “It's just a lesson for you to learn and it will keep you from ever being late do you want to be late to your own funeral?” There was a quiet in the little classroom made for fourteen places near the door. Everyone was smiling and hard to keep from the guffaws for listen gentle reader to what the student had to say. “I am Timid fifty times.” And then the door slammed and he went away. Every eye was on the JENKINS man as he was heard to say, “What a delightful lad he will lead his troops to combat soon.” “What a delightful little man.”And in a hushed and softer voice Mr. Jenkins said to them “Mr. Timid is excused.”
