A story about life’s mishaps, the help of strangers, and 450 apples
Johnny Appleseed’s birthday was on September 26th so we had little time to make posters, communicate with teachers, write speeches for the daily announcements, organize a master of ceremonies for the event and figure out how we were going to distribute 450 apples to everyone in the school.
All too soon the big day arrived. I was so proud. The students and I had worked hard and everything was ready. At about 10:00 in the morning the principal walked into my room and asked me, “Where are the apples?”
I stared at her with a stupefied expression and thought, “Apples?”
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