"Just five minutes, Maxim!" Sasha pleaded, grabbing the notebook. He began to (copy) the homework at lightning speed. His pencil blurred across the paper.
The class froze. Sasha looked down. He had drawn a perfect, tiny brown circle on his paper to match Maxim’s notebook. spisat domashneju rabotu po matematike 4 a klass
Maxim was a legend in Class 4-A, but not for his soccer skills or his drawing. He was a legend because he always had the math answers. "Just five minutes, Maxim
Maxim sighed. "Next time, guys," he whispered, "maybe leave out the stains." "Just five minutes
"Wait," Katya hissed, leaning over Sasha’s shoulder. "Maxim, why is the answer to problem three '452'? I got 'fruit salad'."
"Just five minutes, Maxim!" Sasha pleaded, grabbing the notebook. He began to (copy) the homework at lightning speed. His pencil blurred across the paper.
The class froze. Sasha looked down. He had drawn a perfect, tiny brown circle on his paper to match Maxim’s notebook.
Maxim was a legend in Class 4-A, but not for his soccer skills or his drawing. He was a legend because he always had the math answers.
Maxim sighed. "Next time, guys," he whispered, "maybe leave out the stains."
"Wait," Katya hissed, leaning over Sasha’s shoulder. "Maxim, why is the answer to problem three '452'? I got 'fruit salad'."