Kenny Walsh giggled at the shot of a naked back. There was another on good posture with black lines drawn down the spine. There was one on nutrition, showing barrels of wheat and rice and other grains and a doctor in a white coat lecturing the camera about vitamins and minerals with charts and a pointer. The films are produced by the ERPI film company, which my pal Donald Lamarr immediately labels "Urpy Classroom Films" - urp being our word for throwup or vomit. Often during the course of the movie, the film will break, or the sound will turn fuzzy (once a film on Columbus actually crackled and sizzled on the screen right in front of our eyes) but we, the faithful students, will not be deterred, despite the heat and the sweat and that fat Kenny Walsh who always sits in the front row and laughs at the wrong places in the story. It takes her at least ten minutes to thread the projector and set up the screen. Ross runs the projector which is large and hot and sends a shaft of bright white light onto the ceiling as well as onto the screen. Ross's fifth grade room next door are pulled back and we turn our desks to face away from the black-curtained windows. When it's movie-time - usually Wednesday afternoons - the folding walls between Mrs. The ceilings are high, the windows stand tall to catch the occasional breeze and the stench of the mud flats from tiny Fishweir Creek next door.
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