New York City

Here is a picture of French and I.  Can you see us?  ...Good luck eh.  (No. We did not buy a "Rolex".)

This was taken many yeas ago; back in High School.  There was a field trip to New York city and French and I both really wanted to go.  The problem was that you had to be in the enrichment class, or in drama.  French and I always took art class, never drama, and somehow we never ended up in the enrichment class (oversight).

French decided that we should still go on the trip.  So on the day of the first trip meeting we just showed up.  No one caught on.  The drama kids and teachers thought we were enrichment kids, and vice-versa.  The drama class met in the basement at one end of the school, and the enrichment class met on the top floor at the other end.  This fact really helped us out.  These two groups were only ever together at the trip meetings.

We had a few tense moments when the teachers were handing out assignments, but we kept our cool and never got busted on this great trip.  The closest we came was when a teacher from each group ended up at his desk at the same time.  He said: "I'll take a copy for my girlfriend, she's in the other class."  Both teachers just handed him a homework sheet.  French was right all along.  He said: "hand in all the forms, pay-up, and then keep our cool when the teachers are around".

French and I toured around the city, went to all the musicals, and theatre work-shops.  The best part is that we were the only two that had no assignments to stress us out; we could just sit back and enjoy.