Chapter 10:
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We had just gotten last week’s test back. It was marked with red ink.
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“27/30.”
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I flipped through it, checking to see what I got wrong. Everything seemed fine until the last question — a three-mark question marked with a zero. I raised my hand.
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“Yes, Elise?” asked Ms. Dawland, coming over.
“Oh, yeah, I was just wondering why I lost points here, just so I don’t make that mistake again.”
“Oh, your thinking style was out of the range for the appropriate answer.”
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I nodded, even though I didn’t understand at all. I could have asked what that meant. I could have argued.
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But that would take time, and explanations, and maybe a scene in front of everyone.
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A nod was quicker. Cleaner. Easier.
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The note was there, and it only read seven words: Silence is power, learn to use it.
Maybe not power, but it was definitely easier — and for now, easier was enough.
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