(B) Every time a circus used to come our town,

(B) Every time a circus used to come our town, I and my friend Joey thought nothing else but the circus and we were no good at all school.

The circus was everything to us. When we heard that the circus was its way we ran all the town excitement, we just couldn't keep quiet. And when the circus was last town we liked nothing better than to watch the workers, the acrobats and the clowns, the animals. We tried to join the workers, we used to carry water the elephant; we showed the smaller boys the place. It was great fun.
This time the whole trouble started when Joey ran the classroom one day, ten minutes late, and without taking his hat and explaining why he was late cried:

"Hey, Aram, what are you doing here? The circus is town!"

I needn't mention here what I felt when I heard the news, I jumped once and ran the room while I heard the teacher shouting , me, "Aram, stay this room. Do you hear me, Aram."

I heard her very well and I knew what my not staying would mean. It meant a good beating* from old man Dawson and catching the class. The minute the circus arrived town we were school.

(After "The Circus" by W. Saroyan)