after class, and by this time, she knew my hustle. She
trapped me.
Miss Gree: “Tiĉany, I want you to try this part. It’s a
role opposite Audie.”
Tiffany: “Yeah, girl, I’m in!”
Miss Gree: “Great, I thought you might like it. Here,
read this page, let’s see how you do.”
Tiffany: “Okay, Miss Gree, lemme take the script
home and work on it, and I’ll do it for you tomorrow.”
Miss Gree: “I love your work ethic, Tiĉany. But no. I’m
going to need you to read this right now.”
Tiffany: “Uh . . . I’m not feeling well though, for real.”
Miss Gree: “You seemed very healthy thirty seconds
ago. This must be a rapid virus.”
Tiffany: “Oh yeah, it could be Ebola. I better get to the
nurse before I infect you.”
Miss Gree: “Tiffany . . . can you read?”
Tiffany: “I can read!”
Miss Gree: “ͳen just read this paragraph before you