Front of the Class Page #4

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Who?

All of us.

Get off me!

Wet Willie!

Oh no, wet Willie!

I know you're busy, Norman,

I won't take up much of your time

but I really think you should hear this

Boys, keep it down, I'm trying to talk to your Dad!

I wanna talk to him!

In a minute! Keep it down!

Listen. You know, those teachers and that doctor,

to them it's all about bad parenting which, of course,

comes down to me because I'm the only one who here

No. I'm not blaming you, Norman.

In fact, I'm going to stop blaming myself.

I was talking to a friend

and she think the doctors are missing something.

I got this stack of medical books from the library.

Mom, watch out! And, I've been doing a little...

research...

Stop saying he just needs more discipline, Norman!

Nothing I do helps

He is out of control and I'm at the end of my rope

Can I talk to Dad?

Can you just wait a minute, honey?

MOM!

All right. But give him back to me when you're done.

What is it, Jeffrey?

Hey, Dad.

Yeah, it was a great game

I got two base hits and a walk.

Sorry I cause you so much trouble, Mom.

I want you to read something in this book I found.

It's a medical book that

might explain why you make all those noises.

I hate reading, Mom

Read.

"Tourette Syndrome. "

That, that's Brad, isn't it?

The noises and the twitches...

I'll still need to do more tests but, umm, you could be right.

We may have been headed down the wrong road, here.

I've never actually seen a case of Tourette's before.

So at last my Constant Companion had a name...

This says there's no cure.

But that may have changed. This is an old book

That hasn't changed, Mrs. Cohen. I'm very sorry.

Yeah, but they're still looking for a cure, right?

I mean, they will find one, won't they?

They they...have to find...

It's OK, Mom. We'll get through this, all right.

Oh, come here.

SEE? There's a reason, Dad.

Joop, joop, I'm not being weird on purpose.

Listen, uh, Brad. l, um...

All right. Well, it's all I wanted to say. Bye.

Finally, my dad believed me. But he never believed in me.

That I would succeed. That I could teach.

Hello, this is Brad.

A dog? Ahh, yes. Yes, ma'am, that's my dog.

Ahh, OK. Yes. Yes, I can be there 11am.

My very first interview...

Great. That sounds great. OK. Thank you.

I tried not to over-react. I help in my tics.

YES! Waffle, yes!

After that first call, I got two more:

three interviews with three principals.

Needless to say,

my Constant Companion was more than a little enthusiastic.

Well, I see you only your bachelor's degree.

Are you planning to get your Master's?

Yes, sir. JOOP! As soon as I can.

Well, we don't require it for entry level...

-but if you're serious about...-I'm very serious.

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