“I know kids don’t think riding with a helmet is cool,” Mr. Lewis said, his big eyes flickering in David’s direction. “But it saved my life once… Look at this, kid.”,Head to Head,“I know kids don’t think riding with a helmet is cool,” Mr. Lewis said, his big eyes flickering in David’s direction. “But it saved my life once… Look at this, kid.”
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Based on a true story
Summer had just ended and the warm sunny days continued into the first months of school. That’s why everyone in my class rode their bikes to school; the weather was just too nice to miss out on. The only problem was that no one liked wearing helmets. So one day Mrs. Bowers our fifth-grade English teacher brought in the school’s crossing guard to talk about bike safety.
“Pay attention now boys!” Mrs. Bowers said shrilly pursing her lips like she was sucking on a lemon drop. “Anyone spacing out can stay after school with me writing about Hamilton versus Jefferson’s debate on how to run the federal government.”
Everyone snapped to attention as the door opened and in walked Mr. J. Lewis the crossing guard. He was a hulking giant of a man who walked with his head down and spoke in a whispered lisp. He glanced furtively around the classroom his eyes shadowed by the brim of a baseball cap pulled low. I couldn’t help but notice that his brown shirt was rumpled and untucked.
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“Good afternoon Mr. Lewis!” Mrs. Bowers said loudly startling everyone. “You may begin addressing the class!”
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