So I wants to be a tap dancer. That's how come I been growin' my nails so's they clickety-click just nice. But Mrs. Barker at Obee Dance School haven't played one stitch of music yet. She bees all; sit down, stay, stand here, sit down... she can't even make up her own mind. I musta just had alls I could hang-dang take today acause all on a sudden I starts runnin' and tappin' around that gym. I beed a tap-dancer helicopter, and all the kids was goin' crazy for me. Later when Momma picked me up, I heared her tole Mrs. Barker, I doesn't want no refund...I wants my George to LEARN SOMETHING! I bees so proud of Momma for believin' in me. I's gonna be the snappiest, tappiest dancer she ever seen.