Section 7

Well, as you know, the press finished up with the Mayor and then tried to come out the front entrance of the building. They got one look at us and started filming. We figured this was just the opportunity Mr. Jones was talking about to get the message out to people so we yelled louder. I think at least a few of us were yelling to be unchained as well. The rest you pretty much know. Mom saw us on T.V. during her lunch break and called Dad. Before my parents could get there though we had to face Mr. McAdams. I didn't even know there were that many veins in someone's neck. He was so mad. Yet he somehow managed to laugh our little incident off to the press, but Lenny was calling him an eco-terrorist in the background. What ever that means. Lenny made sure to mention that Mr. McAdams didn't support our website and therefore didn't care about nature or the environment at all. That’s when one of the reporters shoved a microphone in Mr. McAdams face and started asking him a bunch of questions about the first amendment. I felt a little sorry for the principal then. Mr. McAdams is used to yelling at people, not being yelled at himself. It’s not so bad for us kids, I mean, in a way we’re used to it, but you could see that Mr. McAdams was out of practice and started sweating like crazy right there on national TV.

It was just about then that we noticed Lenny didn't look so hot. Everything happened so fast. I guess it must have been over hundred degrees in that suit, it being a warm spring day and all and the zipper to his costume had gotten jammed. So while Mr. McAdams was sweating and stammering through his interview Lenny passed out right in back of him. I don’t know why everybody thought it was so funny to see a kid in a squirrel costume with a protest sign pass out while chained to the door of City Hall, but they did. One of Mom’s friends told me it was really surreal, whatever that means. I don't care if I never see that clip again.

The security guard had finally managed to find a pair of bolt cutters, but it was just a little too late for our dear pal, Lenny. We were cut loose from the doors and taken back to school as quickly as possible. Frankly that was fine with me because I was beyond embarrassed at this point. I don't even want to sit next to Lenny ever again. Principal McAdams was so upset he could barely speak to us. I felt really bad about getting him in trouble with the press. He really is a very nice person but I think it’s gross how he guzzles Maloxx right out of the bottle.

Honestly, we were trying to get people to care about the pH problem caused by Chem-co but everyone was too busy laughing at us to listen. I can't believe Lenny got me into this mess in the first place. We should have just forgotten about the whole thing. Mom says we went about it all wrong.

I am really sorry that you were upset, Aunt Kayla. I hope you are okay and this letter helps explain what happened. You should know it’s the longest letter I ever written in my life (it took me three entire Saturdays, Dad kept making me add more and making me spell check) so maybe that makes up for it a little. still have to do the garage and dinner is ready so I better get going.

Hope you are feeling better.

Love,

Steve