St. Martin's Griffin
May 14, 2009, 6:30pm
"I don't get what we're supposed to be doing," Holly said as she spread her worksheets all over the gym floor.
I moved next to Holly, who was stretched out on her stomach with a pen in her hand. "Well...the first one is just a bunch of nonsense questions that you answer and then seal it up in an envelope so no one can see it."
"And the point is...?"
"Mr. Wellborn holds onto them and mails it to you before camp staff training starts next year and you get to see how much you've grown in a year," I said.