said. There were murmurs of excitement
from everyone.
"It'll air every Saturday morning at ten o'clock,"
continued Mr. Levine.
"You mean, I'll have to get up early to see it?"
Funny said, grinning.
"Ten o'clock is early?" asked Mr. Levine.
"Not for me!" cried Shawnie. "Ten is when I
hit the mall!"
Beth smiled at Shawnie's outburst. Beth loved to shop, too,
and even had a sign on the bulletin board in her room that said, WHEN THE GOING
GETS TOUGH, THE TOUGH GO SHOPPING. But she would definitely stay home from the
mall to see a show the club had produced!
"This should be a fun project," said Mr. Levine. "We'll
be reporting on school news, sports scores, upcoming events, school menus—"
"So everyone will know when to bring lunch from home!"
Funny interrupted. Her infectious giggle made everybody laugh along with her.
She made a face. "Have you ever had the school's goulash? Gross."
"We're also going to have a special ecology segment,"
Mr. Levine went on. "We'll give viewers suggestions about what they can do
to recycle and help save our environment."
"Great idea," Beth said. "We're really going
to be giving out some helpful information." She paused for a second. "What
will the name of the show be?"
Mr. Levine looked around the circle. "What do you think
of The Wakeman Bulletin Board ? "
"That's great!" Funny said. "That's exactly
what we'll be doing: posting information!"
"I like that name, too," Beth said. The other kids
nodded.
"Where do we start?" asked Shane.
"I'm going to assign your jobs next." Mr. Levine
glanced down at a clipboard in his lap. "We'll rotate on-camera and
off-camera jobs every month so everyone will learn as much as possible. Beth
and Shawnie, why don't you take the co-anchor jobs first?"
Beth's stomach did a flip-flop. It would be like co-anchoring
the news! She thought, Wait till I tell the rest of The Fabulous Five that I'm
going to have a chance to be on camera!
"There is one other on-camera job," said Mr. Levine.
"That will be the ecology reporter." He looked around the circle and
stopped at Paul Smoke. "Paul, why don't you take that assignment first?"
"Great," Paul said. "I've got some ideas
already."
Beth smiled. Paul had done a terrific act with his pet bats
for the Halloween show, and she'd bet that he did have good ideas for the TV
show, too.
"Terrific," said Mr. Levine. "Who would like
to be the cameraperson for this first month?"
"I would," Jon volunteered.
"Good," Mr. Levine said, and made a note on his
paper. "Now we'll need a director. That will be a very important job. The
director will organize the whole show, decide what will go first and second,
and so on. The director will oversee the program from start to finish."
"I'll do that," Funny said.
"Fine," said Mr. Levine. "Shane and Tim, we
won't have a show if there's nothing to report. So I'd like you two to collect
information. Menus, sports scores, upcoming dances, that sort of thing."
The boys nodded.
"Sure," replied Tim.
"Our first show will air this week, so we have some
very busy days ahead of us," said Mr. Levine. "We'll shoot the spot
on Friday after school. Are there any problems with your schedules?"
All the club members shook their heads, and Mr. Levine
nodded. "Good."
"Where will we shoot the show?" Jon asked.
"That's a good question." Mr. Levine thought for a
moment. "Since we don't have a set ready, and since this room really isn't
very appropriate—" He looked around the room. "In fact, this would be
a terrible place. It's quiet, but pretty ugly. Do you have any suggestions?"
"How about the main media center?" asked Jon. "It's
carpeted, and there are nice-looking, comfortable chairs in the magazine area.
We could make it look like those morning news sets where they have coffee cups
sitting on little tables in front of the anchors."
Mr. Levine beamed. "Great idea, Jon."
"And I know some of the lighting guys down at the TV
station," Jon offered. "I'll bet they'd come here on our first shoot
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