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“Sarah, dear, time to get out of bed,” Mr. Hartwell said, poking his head through the bedroom doorway.
“You don't want to miss the first day at your new school do you?”
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“I'm not going,” said Sarah,
and pulled the covers over her head.
“Of course you're going, honey,” said Mr. Hartwell, as
he walked over to the window and snapped up the shade.
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“No, I'm not. I don't want
to start over again. I hate my
new school,” Sarah said.
She tunneled down to the
end of her bed.
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“How can you hate your new school, sweetheart?” Mr. Hartwell chuckled. “You've never been there before! Don't worry. You liked your other school, you'll like this one. Besides, just think of all the new friends you'll meet.”
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“That's just it. I don't know anybody, and it will be hard, and...I just hate it, that's all.”
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“What will everyone think if you aren't there?
We told them you were coming!”
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“They will think that I am lucky and they will wish
that they were at home in bed like me.”
Mr. Hartwell sighed. “Sarah Jane Hartwell, I'm not
playing this silly game one second longer. I'll see you
downstairs in five minutes.”
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Sarah tumbled out of bed. She stumbled into the bathroom.
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She fumbled into her clothes.
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“My head hurts,” she moaned as she trudged into the kitchen.
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Mr. Hartwell handed Sarah a piece of toast and her lunchbox.
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They walked to the car. Sarah's hands were cold and clammy.
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They drove down the street.
She couldn't breathe.
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And then they were there.
“I feel sick,” said Sarah weakly.
“Nonsense,” said Mr.Hartwell. “You'll love your new school once
you get started. Oh, look. There's your principal, Mrs. Burton.”
Sarah slumped down in her seat.
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“Oh, Sarah,” Mrs. Burton gushed,
peeking into the car. “There
you are. Come on. I'll show
you where to go.”
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She led Sarah into the
building and walked quickly
through the crowded hallways.
“Don't worry. Everyone is
nervous the first day,”
she said over her shoulder
as Sarah rushed to keep up.
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When they got to the classroom,
most of the children were
already in their seats.
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The class looked up as Mrs. Burton cleared her throat.
“Class. Class. Attention, please,” said Mrs. Burton.
When the class was quiet she led Sarah to the
front of the room and said,
“Class, I would like you to meet..."
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...your new teacher, Mrs. Sarah Jane Hartwell.”
