“Think over what? This sounds awesome! I’d love to be your assistant coach!” Rafi exclaimed
One year later
“Guys, guess what!” exclaimed Shmuli as he pulled out a stack of papers from his backpack. The bell had just rung, signaling the start of recess.
“Is that the story you’ve been working on?” asked Rafi.
“You got it,” answered Shmuli, proudly.
“Okay, you can read it to us on the yard,” said Meir. “Let’s get out of here — I’m starving!”
The three boys exited their seventh-grade classroom and headed for their usual spot in the yard. Once all three boys were seated and Meir had plowed halfway through his bag of popcorn, Shmuli cleared his throat.
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