9│NOTHING ANYONE CAN PROVE

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❝Creativity is the catalyst to the future

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❝Creativity is the catalyst to the future.❞

Ann Marie Frohoff

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"Taxation without representation," Mr. Feeny said as Cory and Stuart stood on either side of him at the front of the class, "King George."

"We provide the colonists with all their finished manufactured goods. We deserve remuneration," Stuart stated as he sat on Mr. Feeny's left with a crown on his head.

"General Washington," Mr. Feeny turned to face Cory, who was wearing a big black tricorn hat with a white wig underneath.

"Fine," Cory shrugged nonchalantly, "Keep your goods. Like we need your stinking British goods. We're American, we're independent. We'll get our goods from Japan."

Elena laughed along with the rest of the class as soon as Cory said that.

"Mr. Feeny did not look impressed, "General, I'm dying for you to elaborate."

"What's the point, Mr. Feeny? We all know we kicked British butt."

"Winners and losers aside General, if we do not understand history, we are doomed to repeat its mistakes," Mr. Feeny said sternly.

"Oh, who cares about George Washington? Or King George? Was every boring guy in history named George?" Cory realized what he'd said and looked over at Mr. Feeny with wide eyes.

"I meant every dead, boring guy," He added with a sheepish smile.

"Nice one Cor," Elena called out as the class laughed.

"Not helping Lena!"

"I thought it was obvious I wasn't trying to help."

"Apparently, the past holds no fascination for you," Mr. Feeny looked over at Cory.

"No. It's happened, it's done," Cory shrugged.

"It's history."

"I'm saying!" Cory agreed.

"Perhaps we should study your history, Mr. Matthews?" Mr. Feeny suggested.

"I have no history, Mr. Feeny. I'm eleven. I'm more interested in my future."

"Oh, well," Mr. Feeny clapped his hands as he stood up, "Then it might be more interesting for us to look into our futures to see if we can avoid our mistakes before they happen."

"I smell an assignment," Shawn muttered.

"I swear, I didn't see it coming," Cory said sarcastically as he slumped down in his seat.

"The assignment," Mr. Feeny began, "Is for all of you to create personal histories for yourselves as if you were returning for your 20th high school reunion."

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