Figuring it Out
| When Jeff finally did speak to me again, I asked him why he told me to take the stick if he didn't really want me to.
"I don't know," he said. "The words just came out of nowhere."
"They came out of your mouth," I pointed out.
"But I didn't say them. I mean, I didn't try to say them. They just said themselves," he explained.
It didn't make any sense to me. Why would words just come out on their own? But when I thought back on it, I realized that Jeff had said exactly what I had wanted him to say, exactly when I had wanted him to say it. Could it have been my fault?
As an experiment, I tried to make Jeff say something else, but it didn't work. All afternoon I tried to make him say stuff, and all afternoon he kept not saying it. Once in a while he would begin to say something similar, but it never ended up being right.
After he went home, I turned my attention to Erin, who was playing in the sandbox. "Potatoes are my best friends," she said. Then she started to cry.
This was great! It had worked. I tried to tell her what had happened, but she didn't want to listen. Looking back on it, I suppose that must have been disconcerting for her. I mean ... potatoes? Why potatoes?
The next day at school, I experimented and figured out the basic rules. I did it to everyone in my class, and what a fun class that was! When Billy said that Steven was picking his nose, Steven confirmed it! Sarah answered that seven and three were 842.
Some of my classmates cried, but everyone was happy when Mrs. Herschel said we could end class early and go outside to play.
This was going to be fun.
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