Isaac and Joseph had been silent during supper, but at least they hadn’t been quarreling. Some days that was all she could hope for. Besides, the three boys made enough noise among them that the silence hadn’t been noticeable. Levi, from his vast experience of having completed two grades in school, had been giving Paul advice about what to do and what not to do in first grade. “Remember to take something for Teacher Sally on the first day of school,” he said, “or she won’t like you.” “Levi!” Judith gave him a stern frown. “It’s not nice to try and scare your brother with such stories.” “But, Mammi, you always send something for the teacher on the first day,” he protested. “Remember, I took oatmeal cookies last year, because that was Teacher Sally’s favorite.” “Teacher Sally will like you whether you bring her something or not.” She spoke firmly and fought to suppress a smile at Levi’s expression.
