Being a Robotics Team Sponsor
But where is he? Asked the assistant team leader with panic in his voice.
He was looking for the competition sponsor, Mr. Larry Royce.
The seventh grade team was snickering, but not helpful yet.
They knew that their principal was going to have an enormous fit.
It’s not our fault we are elaborate thinkers, the robotics captain said.
She motioned to a robot whose face was turning a scarlet red.
That’s Mr. Royce, she admitted. We turned him into a little bot.
assistant team leader became the sponsor, that minute, on the spot.
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