Tom the Dancing Bug by Ruben Bolling for January 31, 2009

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Tom the Dancing Bug by Ruben Bolling The Legend of Louis Maltby The squeak of New Balances against allway floors. The intriguing scent of English muffins, raspberry jelly and Clearasil. Who is this mysterious specimen? He seems fresh and vital, yet also ancient and wise. A timeless warrior on spaceship Earth. All eyes follow him as he moves toward his locker. His presence here seems a mere fluke of circumstances. Is there any realm to which his soul belongs? The carelessly combed hair. The broken zipper on his backpack held together with a paper clip. All want to know him, but none truly can. Hangers-on try to engage him in trivial conversation, but are greeted only with a knowing smirk. His enigmatic expression says nothing, yet all. Boy #1: Yeah, "I got rabies for learnin'!" Boy #2: "Yo, we're the #2 hip-hop learnin' show on TV!" Boy #1: Louis, man, what's up? Why are you squinting like that? Boy #2: Yeah, you're like a statue! Boy #1: Dude, you look constipated! Louis: SHUT UP, LOSERS! And the Legend Continues...