Some people think of the eighth grade as being a magical time.
I remember it being half way through junior high school. Not the youngest kids, nor the oldest ones either.
I do remember the eighth grade as being when I was introduced to Shakespeare. Bob Shakespeare, the school janitor. I had to find him to clean up a mess another student made when she got sick.
Not surprisingly it happened right after lunch. They were pretty bad back then. The lunches, that is.
Today’s word search puzzle contains words found in eighth grade textbooks.