Paolo goes back to the future one more time

Later in class, Miss Helen looked at me kind of funny, quizzically I guess. Like she knew about the tile but she was waiting for me to tell her what had happened. I had nothing to present for my utopia project which was due that day but luckily it was an oral presentation and there were other people presenting ahead of me. I've got to get back to Margie, I said to myself, so I can come up with a school utopia. 

When I did get back inside her head she was hanging out with her friend Tommy and they were looking at a book-I guess the one she had written about in her diary. "It's about school!" Margie exclaimed. "Why would anyone write about school?" 

In a kind of wiseguy way, kind of condescending like, Tommy told her how school was in the old days-"Centuries ago." He more or less got it right. Margie seemed amazed that human beings could be teachers-like a human couldn't be smart enough to be a teacher. She didn't seem to like  that part but she was absolutely thrilled by the idea of kids going to school together. She was thinking "What fun they had!" As if. 

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