When we arrive at the school, I spr

When we arrive at the school, I sprint inside. I'm out of breath and on the verge of hysteria when we find the office. Kel and Caulder are both sitting in the lobby.
 
My feet won’t move fast enough as I run to them and hug them.
 
"Are y'all okay? What happened?"
 
They both shrug.
 
"We don’t know," Kel says. "They just told us we had to sit here until our parents came."
 
"Ms. Cohen?" someone says from behind me. I turn around and there is a slender woman with red hair looking at me. She's wearing a black pencil skirt and a white dress shirt. She looks more like a librarian than a principal. She gestures her hand toward her office and Eddie and I follow her.
 
The woman walks into her office and takes a seat at her desk, nodding to the chairs in front of her. Eddie and I both sit.
 
"I'm Ms. Brill. I'm the principal here at Chapman Elementary. Principal Brill."
 
The curt way she's speaking to me and her hoity toity posture have immediately turned me off. I already don't like her.
 
"Are Caulder's parents joining us?" she asks.
 
"Caulder's parents are dead," I reply.
 
She gasps, then attempts to control her reaction by sitting up even straighter. "Oh, that's right. I'm sorry," she says. "Is it his brother? He lives with his brother, right?"
 
I nod. "He's in Detroit, he can't make it. I'm Kel's sister. What's the problem?"
 
She laughs. "Well, isn't it obvious?" She gestures out her office window to them.
 
I look at the boys. They're playing rock-paper-scissors and laughing. I know she's referring to their costumes, but she's already lost my respect with her attitude, so I continue to act oblivious.
 
"Is rock-paper-scissors against school policy?" I ask.
 
Eddie laughs.
 
"Ms. Cohen," Principal Brill says. "They're dressed as cancerous lungs!" She shakes her head in disbelief.
 
"I thought they were rotten kidney beans," Eddie says.
 
We both laugh.
 
"I don't think this is funny," Principal Brill says. "They're causing a distraction amongst the students! Those are very offensive and crude costumes! I don't know who thought it was a good idea, but you need to take them home and change their clothes."
 
My focus returns to Principal Brill as I slowly turn around and lean forward, placing my arms on her desk.
 
"Principal Brill," I say calmly. "Those costumes were made by my mother. My mother, who has stage four small-cell lung cancer. My mother, who will never watch her little boy celebrate another Halloween again. My mother, who will more than likely experience a year of 'lasts.' Last Christmas. Last birthday. Last Easter. And if God is willing, her last Mother's Day. My mother, who when asked by her nine-year-old son if he could be her cancer for Halloween, had no choice but to make him the best cancerous tumor-ridden lung costume she could. So if you think it's so offensive, I suggest you drive them home yourself and tell my mother to her face. Do you need my address?"
 
Principal Brill's mouth is gaped open as she shakes her head. She can't respond. I stand up and Eddie follows me out the door. I stop short and spin around and walk back into her office.
 
"And one more thing. The costume contest? I hope it's fairly judged."
 
Eddie laughs as I shut the door behind us.
 
"What's going on?" Kel asks.
 
"Nothing," I say. "Y'all can go back to class. She just wanted to know where we got the materials for your costume so she can be a hemorrhoid next year."
 
Eddie and I try to contain our laughter as the boys make their way back to class. We head outside and as soon as we open the doors, we explode. We laugh so hard, we cry.
 
When we get back in the jeep, I have six missed calls from my mother and two from Will. I return their calls and assure them the situation has been resolved without sparing any details.
 
Later that afternoon when I pick the boys up from school, they sprint to the car.
 
"We won!" Caulder yells as he climbs in the backseat. "We both won! Fifty dollars each!

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Ketika kami tiba di sekolah, aku berlari ke dalam. Aku kehabisan napas dan di ambang histeria ketika kita menemukan kantor. Kel dan Caulder keduanya duduk di lobi. Kakiku tidak akan bergerak cukup cepat karena saya lari ke mereka dan memeluk mereka. "Apakah kalian baik-baik saja? Apa yang terjadi?" Mereka berdua mengangkat bahu. "Kami tidak tahu," kel kata. "Mereka hanya mengatakan kepada kami bahwa kami harus duduk di sini sampai orang tua kami datang." "Ibu Cohen?" seseorang mengatakan dari belakang saya. Aku berbalik dan ada seorang wanita ramping berambut merah menatapku. Dia mengenakan rok pensil hitam dan kemeja putih. Dia lebih mirip seorang pustakawan dari kepala sekolah. Dia menunjuk tangannya ke arah kantornya dan Eddie dan aku mengikutinya. Wanita itu berjalan ke kantornya dan mengambil tempat duduk di mejanya, mengangguk ke kursi di depannya. Eddie dan aku duduk. "Aku Ms. Brill. Aku kepala sekolah di sini di Chapman Dasar. Principal Brill." Cara singkat dia berbicara kepada saya dan hoity postur toity dia telah segera berubah saya. Aku sudah tidak menyukainya. "Apakah orang tua Caulder ini bergabung dengan kami?" dia bertanya. "Orang tua Caulder itu, sudah mati," jawabku. Dia terengah-engah, kemudian mencoba untuk mengendalikan reaksinya dengan duduk lebih tegak. "Oh, itu benar. Saya minta maaf," katanya. "Apakah itu kakaknya? Dia tinggal dengan saudaranya, kan?" Aku mengangguk. "Dia di Detroit, ia tidak bisa membuatnya. Aku adik Kel ini. Apa masalahnya?" Dia tertawa. "Yah, tidak jelas?" Dia menunjuk ke luar jendela kantornya untuk mereka. Saya melihat anak laki-laki. Mereka sedang bermain batu-kertas-gunting dan tertawa. Aku tahu dia mengacu pada kostum mereka, tapi dia sudah kehilangan rasa hormat saya dengan sikap, jadi saya terus bertindak menyadari. "Apakah batu-kertas-gunting terhadap kebijakan sekolah?" Saya bertanya. Eddie tertawa. "Ms. Cohen," kata Kepala Sekolah Brill. "Mereka berpakaian seperti paru-paru kanker!" Dia menggeleng tak percaya. "Saya pikir mereka kacang merah busuk," Eddie kata. Kami berdua tertawa. "Saya tidak berpikir ini lucu," kata Kepala Sekolah Brill. "Mereka menyebabkan gangguan di antara siswa! Mereka adalah kostum yang sangat ofensif dan kasar! Aku tidak tahu siapa pikir itu ide yang baik, tetapi Anda perlu membawa mereka pulang dan berganti pakaian." Saya fokus kembali ke Principal brill seperti yang saya perlahan-lahan berbalik dan bersandar ke depan, menempatkan lengan saya di mejanya. "Principal brill," kataku dengan tenang. "Mereka kostum yang dibuat oleh ibu saya. Ibu saya, yang menderita kanker paru-paru empat sel kecil stadium. Ibu saya, yang tidak pernah akan menonton anak laki-lakinya merayakan Halloween lain lagi. Ibu saya, yang akan lebih dari mungkin pengalaman satu tahun ' berlangsung. " Natal yang lalu. Ulang tahun terakhir. Paskah terakhir. Dan jika Allah mau, Ibu terakhirnya Hari. Ibu saya, yang ketika ditanya oleh anaknya sembilan tahun jika ia bisa menjadi kanker dia untuk Halloween, tidak punya pilihan selain untuk membuatnya yang terbaik kanker kostum paru tumor-ditunggangi dia bisa. jadi, jika Anda pikir itu begitu ofensif, saya sarankan Anda mengusir mereka pulang sendiri dan memberitahu ibuku untuk wajahnya. Apakah Anda perlu alamat saya? " mulut Principal Brill adalah menganga terbuka saat ia getar kepalanya. Dia tidak bisa menanggapi. Aku berdiri dan Eddie berikut saya keluar pintu. Aku berhenti pendek dan berputar dan berjalan kembali ke kantornya. "Dan satu hal lagi. The kontes kostum? Saya berharap itu cukup dinilai." Eddie tertawa saat aku menutup pintu di belakang kami. "Apa yang terjadi?" Kel bertanya. "Tidak ada," kataku. "Kalian bisa kembali ke kelas. Dia hanya ingin tahu di mana kami mendapat bahan untuk kostum Anda sehingga ia dapat menjadi wasir tahun depan." Eddie dan aku mencoba untuk menahan tawa kami sebagai anak laki-laki membuat jalan mereka kembali ke kelas . Kami kepala di luar dan segera setelah kami membuka pintu, kami meledak. Kami tertawa begitu keras, kami menangis. Ketika kami mendapatkan kembali jip, saya memiliki enam panggilan tak terjawab dari ibu saya dan dua dari Will. Aku kembali panggilan mereka dan meyakinkan mereka situasi telah diselesaikan tanpa sparing rincian apapun. Kemudian sore itu ketika saya memilih anak laki-laki dari sekolah, mereka berlari ke mobil. "Kami menang!" Caulder berteriak saat dia memanjat di kursi belakang. "Kami berdua menang! Lima puluh dolar masing-masing!