Only Feenix volunteered. She liked nothing more than to be the center of attention. Her noisy bracelet, which she had made herself from Scrabble tiles, clinked and jingled. But Mr. Ross ignored her. He looked around the room thoughtfully. “Brigit, you will be the earth.” Brigit froze in surprise. Generally, teachers had gotten into the habit of giving her a free pass in the class participation department. She was pretty sure it was because of her condition and they felt sorry for her. But this was already the second time Mr. Ross had called on her this week. Feenix leaned over and whispered to her, “You’re good. You’re good. Just remember to breathe and count slowly.” Feenix had been giving her instruction all through the winter. Brigit nodded at her and went to the center of the room, breathing very deliberately and counting. Mr. Ross handed her the green apple with the chopstick.
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