There were not as many children at Giant City today…school began yesterday. I do not recall school ever beginning so early. Mid-August perhaps…but August 7th must be a new record. That is a short summer vacation.

‘Well they went and did it…they began school on August 7th just like the Board of Education suggested that they do,’ Billy B. said with a smirk.

‘I think we should play hooky,’ Chet observed. ‘We must claim at least a day of our stolen summer holiday,’ he continued.

‘Let us go to Pounds Hollow on Wednesday,’ Jane exulted! ‘They are planning on school being out Thursday and Friday for Teacher’s Workshop and our leaving tomorrow at lunch will not be noticed,’ Jane said with a wink.

Pounds Hollow was especially rich and joyful in light of the avarice of our Eldorado confederates. There was the Banker and Chair of the Board of Education…and the Social Studies teacher…basking in the summer early August Sun…

‘Hey, Chet…I did not know you enjoy swimming,’ said a scantily clad Ms. Jennings. ‘I brought my van out here to camp over my long weekend and told several interested people that if, ‘This Van is Rockin…Don’t You Come Knockin’,’ Ms. Jennings said!

‘Schools In…Schools In…The teacher brought the Monkeys Back,’ called out Mr. Seagraves the Junior High Principal.

‘Asleep already,’ said Mrs. Gray? ‘It is your turn at the chalkboard to write out the 12’s of our Times Table, she added as the reality of Billy B.’s circumstances took hold of him…school had indeed begun…