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“HELLO, MR. PRESIDENT!”

We had all been issued small American flags on sticks.
Jack was on probation, as was I, but we were, reluctantly by Mrs. Mengin, finally
Let into the mix.

“Now    boys and girls    when the big black car with American flags comes by
We will all stand at attention    salute with the right hand    wave our flags with the right 
And say ‘Hello Mr. President.’”

“HELLO, MR. PRESIDENT!”

“Good!
Let’s rise and form a single line
No talking!
Jack!    I’m not going to put up with it!
Stay out of the street    folks!”

     (what’s this?    Hadn’t noticed    Hadn’t been listening all morning –
     the excited whispering    all around)
Sudden shuffle    Giggles…………………………………………………
Downstairs          Outdoors……………………………………………….

“The President is coming!”
“Down 14th Street!”

“Boys and girls!
Stay back from the curb
Against the fence!
Don’t forget what we all say
Remember to stand straight”

“Do you think he well really come by this dumpy old school?”
“HELLO, MR. PRESIDENT!”

“Shut up, Earl…………..and it aint no joke!”

………………………………………………………………………………….?

“Is he coming    Mrs. Mengin?    He should oughta be here by now”

“I…………..I can’t see him……..yet………?
I wonder?.............
Oh dear!”
A half-hour passed
                The futility of waiting began to be realized
“HELLO, MR. PRESIDENT!”  Jack laughs
“That aint him    Jack    that’s an old lady….HAW    HAW!”
“HAW    HAW………………………HAW    HAW!”

“HELLO, MR. PRESIDENT!.....HAW    HAW!

Punishing Jack was put off because of the moment’s frustration
“Alright!    Boys and girls    let’s go back inside
Hurry!
Back to work!”

Mr. Roosevelt had gone down 17th Street instead
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