by Nancy Julien Kopp
“What else?” our teacher asked.
“How about sweet potatoes and cranberries?” Melissa Martin asked.
We were listing foods people usually eat for Thanksgiving. Thinking of all those good things made my mouth water and my stomach growl like a hungry lion. I raised my hand and waved it back and forth so Miss Edwards would call on me.
“Yes Tim,” she said.
I added my Thanksgiving favorite. “How about stuffing for the turkey?”
Nearly everyone in our class named something—everyone except for Oscar Livingood.
Miss Edwards strolled between the rows of desks. “Oscar, what will you have for this special dinner?” she asked.
Oscar ducked his head and mumbled words that sounded like, “Cereal, I guess.”