This one of my friend Marianne's volunteers should be in the FBI!
Labicq was working the Summer Reading Game Table. He is a little older
than I thought, actually 13. Ahmad, another volunteer, wanted to get his
Summer Reading Game credit for the books he read. Labicq sat there
twiddling a pencil and dangling the roll of stickers at the same time
while listening to Ahmad talk about his book. Every once in a while I
heard Labicq say, "Well? And then what happened?" "Who was that character
that did that?" When Ahmad responded, Labicq said, "I think
I need more information. You just finished reading that book and you
don't know the character's name?" Still dangling the roll of stickers as
a lure, the bait, the tease. Ahmad answered, "Oh, I know. This is his
name." He proceeded to give the name.
Labicq raised his voice
triumphantly. " Wrong! I knew it! I knew you didn't know. Man, what's
the matter with you? You lying to me or what?" Ahmad said he wasn't
lying, all the while eyeing the roll of stickers and pencil Labicq still
"Do I get my stickers or not?"
"Keep talking. I'm not satisfied
you read this book."
When the grueling interrogation was over, Ahmad
said that was the longest he had ever talked at one time, exactly 15
minutes. He walked away. I asked Labicq why he quizzed Ahmad so
"Ms. B, he was just talking random things. Just throwing
them out there. He was making no sense. I READ that book. I remember
everything. How could he not remember the character's name?"
you are tougher than I am."
"That's why I'm here, Ms. B. I will make
sure no one gets a prize if he doesn't deserve it."
I chuckled and
thanked Labicq for his work. He actually stayed a half hour later to
make sure Ahmad was telling the truth because Ahmad is known for
spinning stories quite well. Labicq glanced at me shyly, blushed and
said, "Anytime, Ms. B. You can count on me!"