Stanley looked around the room. This was the one place in camp where the boys could enjoy themselves, and what’d they do? They wrecked it. The glass on the TV was smashed . . . Every table and chair seemed to be missing at least one leg.
The second hole was the hardest. It would take a miracle . . . He took it one shovelful at a time, and tried not to think of the awesome task that lay ahead of him.
The more he thought about it, the more he was glad that he agreed to let X-Ray have anything he might find. If he was going to survive at Camp Green Lake, it was far more important that X-Ray think he was a good guy than it was for him to get one day off.
I’m not saying it’s going to be easy. Nothing in life is easy. But that’s no reason to give up. You’ll be surprised what you can accomplish if you set your mind to it. After all, you only have one life, so you should try to make the most of it.
Mr. Pendanski looked from one boy to another. “You’re all special in your own way . . . Even you, Zero. You’re not completely worthless . . . What about it, Zero? . . . What do you like to do?”
“I like to dig holes.”