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Clarence.
    “Yes, Clarence, you were,” said Mrs. North. “You
all
were.”
    “Did we earn a marble?” asked Gina.
    When the children were good, Mrs. North would add a marble to the jar on her desk. When the jar was full, they’d get to go to Lake Park.
    Mrs. North opened her desk drawer and took out her bag of marbles. She pulled out a handful of marbles and dropped them in the jar.
    Plop ploppity, ploppity plop.
    “Let’s go to Lake Park!” she said.
    Everyone cheered.
    On the way to the park, Marvin spoke to Casey. “Thanks for helping me on the math problem.”
    “I knew you knew it,” said Casey. “Your brain just got stuck.”
    Marvin smiled. He thought Casey was a good citizen.
    If Casey hadn’t helped him, then he never would have gotten the problem right, and the president wouldn’t have told him he might be president someday.
    He decided that when he got to be president, he would ask Casey to be vice president.
    Just so long as nobody thought he liked her.
    He wondered if she would still have a ponytail sticking out of the side of her head.

    Stuart came up alongside him. “Lake Park on a Thursday! Can you believe it?”
    Usually, they only got to go to Lake Park on Fridays.
    Marvin couldn’t even remember what day it was anymore.
    “Hey, you guys want to come over to my house after school?” asked Nick.
    “Sure,” said Stuart.
    “How about you, Marvin?”
    Marvin really wanted to go home and tell his family about the president. But he knew his parents wouldn’t get home until after five o’clock, anyway. They both worked.
    “Sure, okay,” he said.
    He stumbled, but caught his balance. He looked down at his feet. He had a strange feeling, as if his feet were trying to tell him something.

9

    Marvin came home late in the afternoon. He was tired from playing hard, but still very excited. He walked through the gate, past the red post. Suddenly, he remembered.
    “
Shoes,” he said aloud
.
    He felt awful. It seemed as if he was always forgetting something. He sighed. He knew his mom would be mad. She had planned to leave work early just so she could take him shopping.
    Maybe she forgot, too
, he thought. He hoped.
    Linzy, his little sister, met him at the door. “You better hide,” she warned.
    Marvin slowly stepped inside.
    His mother was standing by the stairs. Her hands were on her hips. “So nice of you to come home,” she said.
    “Sorry,” said Marvin.
    “Sorry?” asked his mother. “Is that it?”
    Marvin didn’t know what else he could say. “I forgot,” he said. “You won’t believe what happened at school today!”
    “What was the last thing I said to you before you left this morning?” his mother asked.
    Marvin sighed. “You said to come straight home so we could go shopping for shoes. But—”
    “I left work early so that I would be able to take you,” said his mother. “I had to rearrange my whole work schedule.”
    Marvin’s father came down the stairs. “Don’t you ever think about others?” he asked.
    It was two against one.
    “Linzy, Jacob, and your mother sat around waiting for you,” his father said. “Don’t you think they had better things to do?”
    “I’m sorry,” Marvin said again. “I forgot all about it. But you won’t—”
    “We finally left without you,” said his mother. “Now I’m going to have to take you to the store tomorrow. Which means rearranging my work schedule
again.
”
    “I can wear my old shoes,” Marvin offered.
    “Maybe you should just go barefoot to your cousin’s bar mitzvah,” said his father. “Maybe that will help you learn.”
    “Can I go barefoot, too?” asked Jacob. He smiled at Marvin.
    Their parents didn’t think that was funny.
    “Do you know what time it is?” his mother asked him.
    “No.”
    “It’s almost six o’clock,” said his father.
    “Six o’clock?” asked Marvin. “Quick, turn on the TV!”
    His parents stared at him. His mother raised her eyebrows. “There will be no