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like to be when you grow up. Victor," she said to the boy on her right, "we'll start with you."

Victor jumped to his feet and looked at his classmates, then at Miss Hennessy.

"My name is Victor Lu and I'm six and I like wiener dogs an' Codan jump birds an' I don' like girls!" he
said proudly, then blushed, "'cept you, Miss Hennessy. An' my mom. An' my sister, too, but only 'cause
my mom says I have to. An' when I grow up, I'm gonna be a ball chaser pilot like my dad!" He sat down,
certain no one could top his performance. The girl beside him stood.

"My name is Hana Yoshigawa.Hanameans 'flower' in the language of my ancestors," she said proudly.

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"An' I like flowers and the color blue and I don't like boys!" she said sternly, stomping a foot at Victor,
who laughed and buried his face in his hands. "And when I grow up, I wanna be an astro-namener, like
my mom AND dad!" she concluded, satisfied Victor had been bested and seated herself with a flounce
on the floor. Suddenly remembering, she jumped to her feet. "And I'm six years old!" she shouted and
then sat down again.

One by one the others took their turn until at last Kerri stood up. She had her hands folded behind her
jumper and twirled back and forth, her pigtails flopping against her small back.

"Hi. My name is Kerri Marks and I'm six years old. Umm . . . ." She giggled and looked at Miss
Hennessy, who smiled reassuringly. "Oh, yeah! I like my Uncle Paul and I like being in school and I like
making things pretty. I don't know what I don't like. Broccoli, I suppose, only just a little. And I want to
be a muser when I grow up, like my great grampa Marks was. Only maybe I want to be a teacher, too."
She sat down.

"Thank you, very much, children. That was nicely done. Shall we get started with today's lesson?"

"But you didn't say anything about yourself, Miss Hennessy!" Victor accused.

"You're right, Victor. I shall take care of that right now. My name is Deborah Hennessy and I'm . . . ."

"You gotta stand up, Miss Hennessy!" Megan and Donny both said.

"All right!" she laughed and stood up. She bowed to them. "My name is Deborah Hennessy and I'm
twenty-six years old. I like children and I like teaching and I like Begorian soul music. I don't like
broccoli, either." Kerri's heart jumped, and she suddenly thought that being a teacher was better than
being a muser. "And since I'm already grown up, I'll say that I'm happy to be a teacher and very happy to
be your teacher." She clapped her hands. "Now! Who knows why we're meeting here today, instead of in
the puterverse classroom?" Hands shot up excitedly. "Yes, Donny?"

"You're gonna show us penters . . . prentis . . . you know! Magic!"

"That's right, Donny. But who knows the name? Kerri?"

"It's called Pentrinsic code, Miss Hennessy," she said precisely.