Ten year old Willie Engley was not afraid to cut through the
woods called the Little Black Forest by locals of Pawtuxet Village.
That was how he preferred to go to St. Paul's Catholic School in
the morning. One morning he had to stop to " take a leak ". He put
down his open book bag and went behind a wild berry bush. He suddenly
heard footsteps behind him - a scary grunting noise.
" Frankenstein ! " he thought. The ogre of Fay Field was going
to have him for breakfast. He quickly grabbed his bag and started
running faster and faster , He was a good runner . He had won the bronze
medal in the Junior Gymnastics. Finally he arrived at the end of Milton
Street.
In Sister Veronica ' that morning he could not find his arithmetic
workbook. He had forgotten to do his square roots exercises anyway. He
reasoned that he had lost the book - he dare not tell his poor mother-
in the frantic escape from Frankenstein. He had also lost a few nice
red, white, and blue pencils.
Sister threatened to punish him if he did not have his math exercise
book tomorrow morning. That meant he would have to go back to the Black
Forest when it was beginning to get dark - a late October afternoon.
But Willie was a brave soul. The Engley family were old Yankee
stock. He was so lucky. He found his math exercise book. But amazingly
Frankenstein had done his square root exercises !
His homework was corrected by Sister Veronica the next morning. She
put a gold star above the exercise. Willie wondered if Frankenstein
would return his red , white and blue pencil.
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