what's the answer to number nine?

we sat next to each

other

in nearly every class 

from the 4th grade

into high school and even

in college

for a few semesters.

he got his answers

from me,

looking over

my shoulder onto

my test.

i studied like crazy

while he had

other things to do.

he'd whisper, what

about this or that,

true or false?

whispering his signal,

pssst, psst, i did

the homework

and he'd made a copy.

years later, i found out

that he was a doctor

now, a surgeon, one

of the best.

i'm very proud to have

helped him along

his chosen path.