Mr. Claxton took a deep breath. "Yes, Jamie?"
Jamie was so excited, he jumped to his feet. He kept jumping. "I think we should get—"
"A shark?" Kamal asked.
Jamie's eyes widened. "How did you know?"
"Because that's all you ever talk about. Sharks this. Sharks that," said Kamal. "Don't you think about anything else?"
Jamie shrugged. "I don't want our class to get just any shark," he said. "I think we should get a great white shark."