Mr. Greely looked up from his notes, Jared’s hand was waving madly.
“Yes? Remember there’s no talking.”
“I apologize, could you repeat that last question Sir, I was distracted.”
Oddly formal from Jared, Mr. Greely was somewhat taken aback.
“Certainly,” he repeated the question. This was an oral quiz. Mr. Greely was experimenting with it after having copies of his quizzes found floating around a few times. Somebody was making a profit out of helping people cheat, he just couldn’t pinpoint who. This quiz only had one copy and it was in his locked drawer when not in his hand.
He looked at the clock and asked the next question. The timing was everything in an oral quiz. On the next to the last question, Jared once again asked if he could repeat it. This was amazing! Jared actually trying hard to pass a quiz! Mr. Green made a mental note to discuss this with his colleagues, perhaps it would be worthwhile for others to try. This was quite exciting since they usually treated him like an old fogey who should be retired.
Later, leaving the break room after his free period, he stopped to tie his shoe realizing the bell was about to ring and the halls would immediately be filled with teenagers. Kneeling near the bubbler, he was out of sight of the three boys who stopped to discuss something.
“Twenty dollars!” you must be kidding!” one said.
“It’s worth it,” another said, “Jared get out your phone and let him hear!”
Then suddenly Mr. Greely heard his own voice asking the questions from the oral quiz he had given Jared’s class.
‘Foiled again by a seventeen-year-old.’ Mr. Greely thought, ‘I really do need to retire!’