the kids nodded.
“He is absent because he’s getting fitted for a new hearing aid. Jack had hearing problems before, so he was tested when he came to our school. It turns out his old aid wasn’t working very well.”
Bobby remembered the times when it seemed as if Jack wasn’t paying attention to him. Maybe it was because Jack couldn’t hear him clearly.
“Tomorrow,” Mrs. Lee went on, “when Jack returns, he might want to talk about his new hearing aid, and he might not. Let him take the lead. Just treat Jack the way you would want to be treated.” She smiled at the class. “That’s what we should always try to do in Room 102. Do you have any questions?”
Marta raised her hand. “Will we be able to see Jack’s hearing aid?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” Mrs. Lee answered. “I guess we’ll find out tomorrow.”
“My aunt got a hearing aid, and she said it made her life a whole lot easier,” Dexter commented.
“I imagine the same will be true for Jack,” Mrs. Lee told them.
Bobby figured Jack wouldn’t want to say anything about a new hearing aid. Bobby knew he wouldn’t if it were him.
Bobby turned out to be wrong. The next day, when Jack came to class, it was easy to see he wasn’t ashamed of his hearing aid. It was bright blue!
Before the bell rang, Bobby watched Mrs. Lee talking to Jack. Bobby saw him nodding.
When everyone was settled, Mrs. Lee said, “We’re going to change our scheduletoday. Let’s continue our show-and-tell that got interrupted by the fire alarm.”
Mrs. Lee smiled at Jack. “I think Jack has something he would like to share with us.”
A happy Jack marched to the front of the room.
“So, I guess Mrs. Lee told you I just got a new hearing aid,” Jack began. “I was having trouble hearing unless it was really quiet or the person was speaking clearly. Yesterday, I got to take my new hearing aid home.”
Jack’s hair still covered his ears. He pushed it back on one side so everyone could see. “The doctor asked me whether I wanted one that was skin color or something flashier.” Jack grinned. “I picked flashy.”
A blue band was fitted around Jack’s ear. “Another part of the hearing aid is inside my ear,” Jack went on. “It’s going to be good toreally hear what’s going on from now on.”
Jack sat down. Everybody clapped.
Now Bobby was happier than ever that he hadn’t said anything about Jack taking Lucy’s costume. You couldn’t accuse someonewithout real proof. He had learned that lesson for sure.
Later that afternoon, the history groups met to talk about their projects. They were due the next day!
“My report is done. So is my picture of Paul Revere,” Bobby said. “I’d like to work more on the horse. But it’s better than when I started.”
“I memorized part of my poem, and I’ll read the rest,” Candy said. “Do you want to hear it?”
“Uh, we can hear it tomorrow,” Bobby said politely.
“I’m ready to talk about Paul Revere, the silversmith,” Jack said.
“And I’ll be in my costume to talk about Paul Revere’s life,” Shawn said. Then he added, “Hey, I’m lucky.”
“Why’s that?” Bobby asked.
“Tomorrow’s Halloween! I’ll only have to change my clothes once!”
Sure enough, the group gave their reports in the morning, but Shawn got to stay in his Paul Revere outfit all afternoon. Everyone else put on their costumes before last period.
“Arrgh, matey! Walk the plank,” Bobby said to Candy once he had his pirate costume on, complete with the eye patch.
“Well, if I do, I won’t get wet.” Candy had been so impressed with the firefighters during the alarm, she decided to dress up as one. She wore a red plastic raincoat with a thick black belt, a red plastic firefighter’s hat, and black boots. A length of rubber hose was curled up in her coat pocket.
Bobby looked around the class. Therewere some pretty good costumes. Dexter was Spider-Man. Marta was a flower with colorful petals