“WE ARE NOT PUNCHING BAGS!”
Brad Canby banged on his desk.
“We are not puppets.”
“WE ARE NOT PUPPETS!”
“Class!”
“We are not pets.”
“WE ARE NOT PETS!”
“We are not pawns.”
“WE ARE NOT PAWNS!”
“We are people.”
“WE ARE PEOPLE!”
“Louder! We are people.”
“WE ARE PEOPLE!”
“Louder! We are people!”
“WE ARE PEOPLE!” the class shouted.
“We are people,” Miles said, grabbing his bag and exiting the classroom, leaving the door wide open behind him.