Chapter 13
“This is the fourth and fifth grade wing,” Cheryl Booker explained as she walked slightly ahead of Sam down a long hallway. “This is our computer lab.” She opened a door and Sam couldn’t help but spring through it in awe, Cheryl and the other two fifth grade teachers, Janet Ryan and Alisia Hill, following.
“This is amazing!” Sam said as Cheryl flipped on the light switch to supplement the light streaming in through the row of windows on the far side of the room. In front of him, there must’ve been at least fifty computers, all sleek and shiny, unlike anything he’d ever seen in a school setting before. Not a single one of them had an “out of order” sign like the rickety machines they had to work with at his school in New York.
“We also have these two laptop carts,” Alisia said
