The tri-fold poster lay across the two connected desks as Iris and I stand looking over it. Empty, just a sheet of white under the ceiling lights in the classroom.
Other groups have already started putting their final posters together. From where I am, I see one group is doing 'Moby d**k' and another chose 'Dracula' as they paste paper that they printed of the titles onto their posters. 'The Odyssey' seemed to be the least-liked one among the class, so I don't think there will be a group also doing that book.
Iris scans the outline we sketched out earlier in the process, her eyes going back and forth between the outline and the tri-fold. “We have a lot more room than we thought, Mika."
“Let me see." I hold out my hand, and Iris gives me the outline. Just as she said. There will be a
