Reality Defined?
Tem nudged him. Teddy gave a start; he was annoyed that his thoughts had been interrupted.
"Class is over. Why are you still sitting here?" Tem asked.
Teddy looked around at the empty classroom. He quickly scanned the front of the room and saw Mr. Bell making his way to the door with his bookbag. Teddy jumped to his feet and placed himself between the door and Mr. Bell. Teddy wanted to play with a crystal radio, but he had a more fundamental question that needed answering.
"Mr. Bell, what is light?" Teddy asked, and stood tall, determined to get an answer.
"Hello, Teddy, I've been looking forward to meeting you. I've always admired your dad. He left for college at sixteen. How is he?"
"Dad's well. He works very hard," Teddy spoke quickly, anxious for Mr. Bell to answ
