We give our friend and neighbor Daniela a ride to school every day. This morning I asked her for an update on her Apollo 11 project, an essay she was working on several weeks ago.
"I'm finished," she said.
"Wow! Good for you!" I said. "When is it due?"
"Next Monday," she said.
"Wow," I said again. Today, you realize, is Tuesday. Which means she had finished her project At Least A Week Before It Was Due.
"Wow," I said, with real admiration, "I was never that kind of student."
And Will chimed in, a note of regret in his voice: "I used to be that kind of student."
And then Everett, his confident voice drifting up from the back of the mini-van: "I will never be that kind of student."
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Oh, Everett and I are kindred spirits. My rationalization is that some of us produce better works under greater pressure.
I'm just sayin', is all :)
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