Social Issues
Elliot Moose jumped aboard his bright red fire truck. "Fire Chief Elliot to the rescue!" he yelled. He cranked up the siren, strapped on his helmet, and with a mighty push he rolled into the hall.
Today Elliot was a firefighter, and he felt courageous!
"What I do is weed out the real from the unreal, the fairy queens from the princesses, the sad people from the attention-grabbers."
"Where am I in all that?"
"I'm not sure yet, but it ain't lookin' good..."
"All of these additions, like the carved benches, the trails, the firepits," Maggie said, "were made by other Explore classes."
"You'll leave a lasting impression too," said Rick.
Chris stretched and let out a massive yawn.
"Are we keeping you up, Chris?" Maggie said.
He leaned back, arms crossed. "When does this get fun? So far this whole crock is nothing to get excited about.
Twenty Granola faces spun around and stared at Chris. It's just not worth it to lip off in Explore. I had a feeling Chris didn't care.
