Mr. Stone gave us the greatest gift a teacher can bestow—an awakening of a passion for learning. He had a way of dangling before us part of a story, a literary character or idea, until we were curious and eager for more; then he would cut himself short and say, “But I suppose you have read so-and-so.” When we shook our heads, he would write the title of a book on the blackboard, then turn to us. “There are some books like this one I almost wish I had never read. Many doors to pleasure are closed to me now, but they are all open for you!” The end of the term came much too soon. The morning before graduation day the class suddenly and spontaneously decided to give Mr. Stone a literary send-off that afternoon—a goodbye party with poems and songs for the occasion. Question: When did the boys decide to give a goodbye party to Mr. Stone?