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April.
"Okay," I agreed. I opened my notebook and began.
April was fun to interview and I liked everything I learned about her. Her hobbies were biking, swimming, drawing cartoons, and
reading. She wanted to be a comedian and an -actor when she grew up. And she thought Stoneybrook was a fun town. She had an older sister and a younger sister and got- along fine with both of them. The most fun she ever had was swimming with the dolphins in Florida. The nicest thing that ever happened to her was getting a puppy on her sixth birthday, a golden retriever named Alex. The saddest thing that ever happened to her was that her grandmother had died during the - past summer.
"Now I'll interview you," said April. She reached into her desk and took out a silver glasses case. She opened the case -and put on a pair of red-rimmed glasses. April's fun-filled, smiling face brightened up even more with the sparkle of the red frames.
"I like your glasses," I said.
"I just got them," she told me. "I'm always forgetting to put them on." She looked around the room and joked, "Ah, everything is clear now." She smiled at me. "You're even prettier than I thought." She laughed. "And you blush."
"I'm shy," I explained. "I hope I introduce you to the class okay."
"Don't worry," she said. "You can go first so you can get it over with. Anything you forget, I'll say. No problem."
And it wasn't a problem. I wanted to tell everyone all about April. And I wasn't half as nervous as I usually am talking in front of a class. Instead of looking at me, the class was watching April do gestures for everything I said about her. For example, when I said she had two sisters, she held up two fingers. And when I said she liked to read she pretended she was reading a book. And when I said the part about the dolphins she imitated swimming and being a dolphin.
When I'd finished my introduction of April, she said, "Mary Anne, don't forget to say I'm outgoing and friendly." Everyone laughed. They were enjoying our introductions.
I blushed while April introduced me. But I liked when she said, "Mary Anne is quiet, but loads of fun to be with. In her own way, she's outgoing and friendly, too."
"Very nice, girls," Ms. Elison said. "You both did that splendidly."
During math class it started to rain, so we had recess in our room. I asked April, "Can I try on your glasses?"
"Sure," she said.
I put them on. The frames felt good on my face. I loved wearing glasses. "They look great on you," said April. I took them off and put them carefully back in the case. A whole bunch
of girls came over to April's desk. They all wanted to talk to her.
"I have to sharpen my pencil," I told April. "I'll be right back." I made sure to take the glasses with me to the pencil sharpener, which was right next to a window. I checked to see that none of the kids was looking at me. No one was. I put the glasses on again and took a quick peek at my reflection in the window. But the image was blurred because of April's prescription, so I couldn't see just how great I looked in glasses.
April wore her glasses for English class. Every time I looked at her, which was often, I admired how neat she looked. I noticed that Ms. Elison wore glasses too. Hers were rimmed in a dull silver and looked perfect with her black hair. Ms. Elison only used her glasses for reading, so she was always putting them- on and taking them off. I loved how she dangled them from her hand when she spoke to us, then put them on her face to read a poem. I wished I wore glasses. -
That afternoon on the way home I compared notes with Kristy and Claudia about the first day of school. I didn't tell them about April.
Kristy was my very best friend and I didn't want her to be jealous.
"Are you coming over to my house?" asked
Kristy when we were nearly home.
"In a little while," I said. "First I've got to do something."
"What?" asked Kristy.
"I have to tell Patricia I'm home."
Patricia Pennybrook, my current baby-sitter, was a huge improvement over some of my other sitters. She started sitting for me two weeks before school started. Patricia said sitting for me was the perfect job because I was so well behaved and didn't need a lot of attention, which meant she had lots of time to do her homework for college. She almost always let me go to Kristy's or Claudia's instead of staying at home with her.
I found Patricia sitting at the kitchen table, studying. "Want a snack?" she asked.
"No," I answered as I flew past her. "Gotta do something in my room. Then I'm going over to Kristy's."
"Okay," she agreed without looking up from her book.
I opened the bottom drawer of my bureau and went through my things until I found what I was looking for. My purple-framed sunglasses. I put them on and studied my image in the mirror. I liked how I looked in the sunglasses. But since I couldn't see my eyes through the dark lenses, it wasn't the same as seeing myself in real glasses.
My school photo from last year was stuck in my mirror next to Claudia's and Kristy's. I took my picture to my desk, and with a red Magic Marker drew glasses around the eyes. Wow! I looked great in glasses.
The next day, during recess, I asked April if I could borrow her glasses again. She said
yes. I carefully put her glasses case in my jacket pocket. We all streamed out to the schoolyard. I stuck close to April. So did a lot of other girls. It was already clear that April would be the most popular girl in our class. One of the neat things about April was that she was nice to everyone, not just a few of the more popular girls.
A group of us, including Kristy and Claudia, were standing around deciding what game to play, when I put on April's glasses. One girl said, "I didn't know you wore glasses, Mary Anne."
"I don't," I said. "These are April's."
"They look great on you," said Claudia. "Can I try them on?"
We spent the rest of recess trying on April's
glasses. On the way back to our classroom I
made sure to walk next to April. "I wish I
wore glasses," I told her.
"They can be a pain sometimes," she said. "I'm always forgetting where I put them."
"But they look really neat on you."
April flashed her great smile at me. "Thanks," she said.
That weekend my father and I went on a shopping trip to the discount pharmacy. While my dad was picking out the things we needed, I discovered a rack of reading g1asses. I tried
on a pair. I thought they looked pretty good, but it was hard to tell.
"Can I help you?" asked a clerk.
"No, thank you," I replied. "I'm just looking."
"Just looking?" he said. He laughed. "Well, let me know if I can help you, young lady. By the way, that pair looks nice on you."
"Thanks," I said.