When will ryan see the POINT?
The Ice Bucket Challenge
The Math Test
Ryan blew the hair out of his face and picked up his pencil for the third time. Mr. Limon, wearing a purple pinstriped suit and a frown, walked over to Ryan’s desk and drummed his fingers on it.
“Having trouble, Ryan?” he rumbled.
“No, Mr. Limon.”
“Do your work, then. You have three minutes left.”
Three minutes?
Ryan looked at the clock. He had three minutes to finish his math test. Fail. Epic fail. He had twenty-three problems left on the paper. Mr. Limon sighed and walked away.
He couldn’t concentrate. Ever since yesterday, when in P.E., Mr. Gimm told them about the ice bucket challenge. “You nominate someone else to do it. Then, if they refuse to pay $100 to the ALS fundraiser, they have to dump ice water on themselves. It’s a funny, great way to get sick kids some help” he’d said.
It hadn’t made any sense at the time. Then, Ryan’s classmate Laurel did it after an aunt of hers challenged her, and then Laurel challenged Rick to it, and Rick had challenged his mom (who declined and paid $100 to the ALS fund as quick as possible).
Ryan didn’t want to have anything to do with the ice bucket challenge. He felt that it was pointless. Why bother? HE wasn’t sick. HE didn’t need money to treat him. If he got sick, his mom would just mix up some chicken soup for him or take him to the doctor. He wished that the ice bucket challenge didn’t exist.
“Time’s up, papers away, pencils down,” barked Mr. Limon. “And you,” he added, pointing at Ryan, “stay after school, please. I want to talk to you.”
Ryan’s heart sank.
“Ryan, what’s bothering you?” asked Mr. Limon. “You used to be one of my best students. Now your grades are falling.”
“It’s nothing, sir. Maybe I forgot to study.””Hmm.” Mr. Limon scratched his beard. “In that case, I will print out a study guide for you. You will need to take the test again.”
“Yes, sir.”
“You are dismissed.”Ryan muttered a goodbye, stuffed his hands inside his pockets, and walked out of the classroom.
It was raining. Ryan had no way to cross the street. Suddenly a car’s horn honked at him and he saw his mother and his older brother Rom in the big blue convertible. He ran towards it and jumped into the back seat.
“Where were you, hon?” Ryan’s mother asked.
“Stayed after school,” mumbled Ryan.
“Oh, how come?”
“Don’t tell me you failed AGAIN, Ribs-on-rye,” said Rom. His mother shot a sharp look at him before asking Ryan, “What happened with Teddy, huh? Weren’t you two supposed to have carpool today?”
”He left. His mom had a dentist’s appointment and couldn’t take me.” Teddy was Ryan’s best friend.
Ryan curled up dismally on the warm leather seat, and closed his eyes. If it hadn’t had been for the stupid ice bucket challenge, he thought, none of this ever would have happened.

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