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248 pages, Paperback
First published March 1, 1999
That night after Cederick the janitor finished up, we pushed the window (to the Principals office) and climbed in.
We discovered we’d had IQ tests. We remembered taking those tests. The tests were stupid. They gave us both the same questions. One of the questions was, “If you lost a quarter in a field of tall grass , how would you go about finding it?”
My answer was, “I wouldn’t look for it. I’d take out someone’s garbage or mow a lawn or something and get another quarter.”
The lady who tested me told me I had to tell her how I’d look for the quarter.
I told her, “ I’d pay someone a nickel to find it and keep the change”.
She didn’t like that answer either.
Hiro’s answers were different. He told her he’d get a metal detector. She told him that he had to look for the quarter. He said, “I’d wait until nighttime and sweep a flashlight across the field. The quarter would shine.”
The lady told him it was a dirty quarter and he couldn’t find it that way.
Oakland boys don’t dream of Los Angeles - we dream of Oregon and Washington, Of Montana, Of Jack Londons’s Alaska. We dream of heading into the mountains and building cabins with trees we’ve chopped down with axes. We dream of living off a mythological frontier, the frontier our grandparents found when they came over the Donner Pass in search of gold.