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A teenager casually suggests playing a cruel trick on the English teacher, but did he intend it to end with murder?

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"So how does it feel?" Mark was asking in a high, nasal twang, as though he had just been imported from the back hills of the Ozarks.  "How do you like it being on the ground for a change?  It's not so great is it, being down where people can walk on you?  Well, now you know how your students feel all the time." Mr.  Griffin lay silent.  Only the straining of the tendons in his neck showed that he was conscious and listening. "Well, how does it feel?" Mark repeated.  "We want an answer.  Did you hear me--sir?" "Yes, I heard you," Mr. Griffin said shortly. "Your answer--sir?" "My answer," Mr.  Griffin said in his cold, clipped voice, "is that if you know what's good for you, you'll untie this rope this instant.  If it's money you're after, I don't have any on me.  I carry a checkbook." "We don't want your money," David said.  "We're not thieves." "What are you then?" Mr.  Griffin asked him.  "Besides punks and kidnappers, that is?" "We are your students, present, past and future," Mark told him, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly with the closest Betsy had ever seen him come to a smile.  "We are representatives of every poor kid who has ever walked into your dungeon of a classroom.  We come to bring you 'the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.' We're here to deliver revenge." "If this is a joke," Mr.  Griffin said, "it's not funny.  It's the sort of childish demonstration I'd expect from five-year-olds, not high school seniors.  How many of you are there?" "A lot," Jeff said.  "Twenty--twenty-five--thirty!"  He glanced at Betsy and grinned.  "Would you believe fifty--a hundred--everybody who's ever had to take a class from you?" "That's ridiculous.  There can't be more than three of you.  I've only heard three voices.  And all of you are boys." Mark glanced up at Betsy and nodded. "Are you sure of that?" she asked, holding her nose as she spoke so that her voice came out as nasal as Mark's had been.  "I'm not a boy.  There are a lot of us girls who hate you too, you know." Mr.  Griffin gave a start of surprise.  Quite evidently he had not expected this.  "Then there was another car," he said.  "Some of you came in another car." "There are lots of other cars," Jeff said.  "Dozens of them.  I told you, we're all here.  None of us wanted to miss this." "Miss what?" There was a slight pause.  Then Mark said, "Nobody wanted to miss watching you die."    Excerpted from Killing Mr. Griffin by Lois Duncan All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

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School Library Journal Review

Gr 7 UpÄEd Sala narrates the dramatic story by Lois Duncan (BDD, 1990) about a youthful prank that goes bad, mushrooms tragically as the participants try to hide the results, and changes the lives of all those involved. His sensitive, slightly raspy, and laid back voice allows listeners to hear the story itself. He reads at a slightly slower pace keeping the story flowing, yet allowing apprehension to build and tension to mount. Sala's special talent is that he does not try to differentiate between the speakersÄhe lets Duncan's words do this. The suspense builds from her words, and listeners totally forget that there is a narrator. A very effective way to introduce Lois Duncan.ÄClaudia Moore, W.T. Woodson High School, Fairfax, VA (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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A group of students kidnap their teacher to ``teach him a lesson,'' but their plans go awry when he dies, leaving them in a morass of lies and guilt.

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Lois Duncan was born on April 28, 1934 in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. At the age of 13, her first story was published in the magazine Calling All Girls. As a senior in high school, she won Seventeen magazine's annual short-story contest. She continued to write for magazines after getting married and having children. She entered her young adult manuscript Debutante Hill in Dodd, Mead and Company's Seventeenth Summer Literary Contest and earned the grand prize, which was $1000 and a book contract. That first title was published in 1958. She published several young adult novels at that time including Love Song for Joyce and A Promise for Joyce, both under the pseudonym Lois Kerry.

After her first marriage ended in divorce, she wrote freelance magazine articles and taught in the journalism department at the University of New Mexico. After she married for the second time, she started writing books again. Her young adult novels included Ransom, I Know What You Did Last Summer, Killing Mr. Griffin, Night Terrors, Stranger with My Face, Don't Look Behind You, and The Twisted Window.

She also wrote works for younger readers including Silly Mother, The Circus Comes Home: When the Greatest Show on Earth Rose the Rails, Hotel for Dogs, News for Dogs, and Movie for Dogs. Her best-known non-fiction book, Who Killed My Daughter?: The True Story of a Mother's Search for Her Daughter's Murderer, is about her family's experiences following the murder of her youngest daughter in 1989. Her works have earned her several awards including three Parents' Choice awards, the Margaret A. Edwards Award in 1992, and the 2015 Grand Master Award by the Mystery Writers of America. She died on June 15, 2016 at the age of 82.

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