Why would anybody want to represent a school where they can't even put doors on the toilet stalls?
Several of the kids placed very high in last year's bee, especially Dylan Chiu. He's come in second two years in a row.
No, Chuckie, you spelled gravel. The word was grovel, G-R-O-V-E-L. You weren't listening. Sorry, Chuckie.
I had an impulse. Are you gonna sue me for sexual harassment?
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
Okay. But when I'm at the bee, and they tell me to spell some little fish from Australia or some weird bacteria on the moon, we're going to wish we'd done a little bit more "rotemorizing" and not so much essay reading. If you don't mind me saying.
This is all starting to sound heavy.
You know that feeling where everything feels right? Where you don't have to worry about tomorrow or yesterday, where you feel safe and know you're doing the best you can? There's a word for that, it's called love. L-O-V-E.
So whoever wins the school bee today, gets to represent Crenshaw at the district bee next month.