One day Maia had too much homework.
“Mom,” she said, “I have five math worksheets, forty spelling words, a map for social studies, and a science fair project. I’m up to my eyeballs!”
“Wow!” said Mom. “Fourth grade sure is tougher than it used to be. Want some help?”
“What I really want,” said Maia. “is a teacher who doesn’t give homework!”
Mom laughed.
Dad was cooking in the kitchen. Maia sat down at the table with her backpack and her folder and nibbled on a cookie. “What’s for dinner?” she asked.
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Dad smiled and raised his eyebrows mysteriously. “A feast!” he said. “Want to help me cook?” Continue reading
