Timothy & Sammy
Chapter 1 THE PLAYROOM (Sample)
One day a boy had a crush on a girl. His name was Timothy, her name was Sammy. It was a cold rainy morning in February and the boy had a thought in his head. This thought was will I or will I not ask Sammy to the school dance?
As he stepped onto the icy pavement he knew the answer. Yes, today I will ask Sammy out whether or not she rejects me. And as he stepped twice another thought emerged, I will go to that dance whether or not I have a dance partner. He pumped his right fist with indignation and walked his way to school after saying goodbye to his mom.
He was eight years old and in third grade at St. Adalbert school. St. Adalbert of Prague had five brothers and was a well educated man. He became a priest then the bishop of Prague. In his later years he became a missionary in Prussia, but Adalbert was martyred in April 997 for not staying away from the sacred oak groves.
As Timothy walked through the crowds of students—even some late teachers, he made his way into the building. “First floor,” Timothy said, “that's where my stop is.” As he opened the door he felt the warm presence of his peers, even though he was early, but not Sammy, no sign of her, he wondered if she would show up; but there she was a moment later wearing her pink coat and purple scarf.
“There's my princess,” he said to himself quietly. He waited for Sammy to put away her winter weather apparel and to sit down, then he approached her. “Hi,” he said with his back foot waging like a short dog's tail. “Hi,” she said in return with her famous tooth gapped grin, which did little to hamper her beauty. Timothy took a deep breath and opened his right hand all the way, he said, “Sammy, will you go to the dance with me?” His tone was nervous.
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