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Stupid English.””English isn’t stupid,” I say.”Well, my English teacher is.” He makes a face. “Mr. Franklin assigned an essay about our favorite subject, and I wanted to write about lunch, but he won’t let me.””Why not?””He says lunch isn’t a subject.”I glance at him. “It isn’t.””Well,” Jacob says, “it’s not a predicate, either. Shouldn’t he know that?
