3 pods...
Patriots...
Explorers...
Champions...

Bell rings, and English is over. I walk down the hall with my books and head down to my math class. Yeah...Math class... I set down my books, and sit down. Not for long!
"C'mon guys!"
Mrs. Krueger is an awesome teacher. Anyways, we walk all the way across the school. My math teacher, myself, and the 20 other kids in my class. Next to the Champions pod is an empty pod. We went in and put some of Mrs. Krueger's stuff in a classroom. Mrs. Krueger is moving to the grade ahead of me. That means (gasp!) I just might get her next year! Back to life: Where was I? Oh yeah! She told us to grab a stapler and walk out into the hall. She assigned certain people certain jobs. I helped put blue fabric on a giant bulletin board in the hallway. Ok, ok, I held it up while the "tall" people stapled it. The best is yet to come... I went to the bulletin board down the hall, and stood on a desk that had been dragged down there. Mrs. Krueger was at the other end, stapling a light blue fabric to the board as I helped. I am very short so I had to stand on my tippy-toes to reach the top. And no, I could not reach the ceiling. Yeah yeah, Hahaha... After that I helped Randi hold up the red fabric as Mrs. K stretched and stapled it across the long bulletin board. I look to my right and on the floor is the blue fabric cut from the bulletin board. The fabric we had put on was to long and had had the bottom cut off. Idea? Oh yeah...That's me. 5 minutes later I was wrapped in fabric from multiple bulletin boards. I was strolling the hall in dark blue, light blue, red, and my face. It wrapped around everywhere. I only had the use of my left arm. I went into a classroom of working kids and experienced something strange. Some kid ran up to me and started swinging a yard stick at me yelling "Kill the hobo!". Not cool... LOL! Once I escaped I tore off my beauty and turned around just in time to see two Champions gaping at me. I kid you not. I went over to the tall bulletin board where Kenneth struggled. He asked for my assistance so I helped him. We stapled down red fabric and trimmed it. My class and I tidied up and admired our work. Boas, fabric, and colors showered the room. My staples, fabric I had touched, fabric I had cut, creases I had smoothed out over and over, were in that one pod. I left knowing that a piece of me was in that pod too. Cool!

4 pods...
Patriots...
Explorers...
Champions...
TITANS!