After reading all the articles that interested him, plus some that didn’t, Sam stretched out, closed his eyes, and tried to recite poetry in his head. He’d enjoyed English at school, mainly thanks to his teacher who was enthusiastic and genuinely loved his subject.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
Sam took a peek over at Mr. Hathaway, who looked almost asleep.
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Sam smirked; he sure couldn’t live up to that.
“You don’t think anything is wrong, do you?” Hathaway said, getting to his feet and beginning to pace.
“I’m sure everything’s fine. All the others came out okay, didn’t they?”
“Yes, but Ma
