July 22, 2015
Page 68-69--A
I heard Momma’s voice: “Piri, Piri, que pasa?”
“Everything all right, Mis’ Thomas,” Miss Washington assured her. “This heah man was tryin’ to hit your son, but ain’t, ‘cause I’ll break his damn head wide open.” Miss Washington shifted her weight forward. “Damn, Ah got a good mind to do it right now,” she added.
The principal, remembering the bit about discretion being the better part of valor, split.
Everyone tried to calm Moms down. I felt like everybody there was my family. I let Momma lead me upstairs to our apartment. Everyone patted me on the head as we went by.
“You’re going to school with your padre in the morning,” Momma said.
“Uh-uh, Moms,” I said. “That principal will stomp my chest in with that finger of his.”
“No he won’t, muchacho. Your father will go with you an’ everything will be fixed up.”
I just nodded my head and thought how great it would be if Miss Washington could go with me.
1. Find one simile in the reading.
2. Why did Piri wish Miss Washington would go to school with him?
3. Who is going to take Piri to school the next day?
Page 68-69--B
I heard Momma’s voice.
“Everything all right, Mis’ Thomas,” Miss Washington assured her. “This heah man was tryin’ to hit your son, but I’ll break his head.”
The principal split.
Everyone tried to calm Moms down. I felt like everybody there was my family. I let Momma lead me upstairs to our apartment. Everyone patted me on the head as we went by.
“You’re going to school with your padre in the morning,” Momma said.
“Uh-uh, Moms,” I said. “That principal will stomp my chest in with that finger of his.”
“No he won’t.”
I just nodded my head and thought how great it would be if Miss Washington could go with me.
1. Find one simile in the reading.
2. Who is going to take Piri to school the next day?
Page 68-69--C
I heard Momma’s voice.
“Everything all right, Mis’ Thomas,” Miss Washington assured her. “This man was tryin’ to hit your son.”
The principal split.
Everyone tried to calm Moms down. I felt like everybody there was my family. Momma led me upstairs. Everyone patted me on the head as we went by.
“You’re going to school with your padre in the morning,” Momma said.
“Uh-uh, Moms, that principal will stomp my chest in with that finger of his.”
“No he won’t.”
I just thought how great it would be if Miss Washington could go with me.
1. Find one simile in the reading.
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