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Mrs B started every class
by reading a few jokes
It was an early morning
class so it was bittersweet
we held off the actual work
as long as possible
but the joke-time never lasted
that long
Still we appreciated it
and did our best
not to give her a hard time
One morning she didn't show
then a day went by
then another
Substitutes kept up the tradition
of joke-reading
but they didn't have her talent
for timing or her ridiculous
but genuine
sense of humor
We learned later that week
that her husband
had killed a man
They were duck-hunting
on the bayou
in a small boat
and as Mr B stood
firing shot after shot
in an arc following a couple ducks
headed for the safety of the treeline
his friend
for no apparent reason
suddenly stood up
interrupting the arc
facing the birds
and Mr B
blew his head off
People were drawn
to the edge of the water
by frantic screams
"I've shot him
he's dead
help me
please"
Mrs B was back
a week later
and she spent joke-time
explaining what happened
how she was helping
her husband deal
with everything
and that she might have to cut out
at any time if Mr B
needed her
Then she read
a couple jokes
like always
and the lesson continued
Algebra
is the reunion of broken parts
She never came right out
and said it like that
but it was what she
taught
by reading a few jokes
It was an early morning
class so it was bittersweet
we held off the actual work
as long as possible
but the joke-time never lasted
that long
Still we appreciated it
and did our best
not to give her a hard time
One morning she didn't show
then a day went by
then another
Substitutes kept up the tradition
of joke-reading
but they didn't have her talent
for timing or her ridiculous
but genuine
sense of humor
We learned later that week
that her husband
had killed a man
They were duck-hunting
on the bayou
in a small boat
and as Mr B stood
firing shot after shot
in an arc following a couple ducks
headed for the safety of the treeline
his friend
for no apparent reason
suddenly stood up
interrupting the arc
facing the birds
and Mr B
blew his head off
People were drawn
to the edge of the water
by frantic screams
"I've shot him
he's dead
help me
please"
Mrs B was back
a week later
and she spent joke-time
explaining what happened
how she was helping
her husband deal
with everything
and that she might have to cut out
at any time if Mr B
needed her
Then she read
a couple jokes
like always
and the lesson continued
Algebra
is the reunion of broken parts
She never came right out
and said it like that
but it was what she
taught
© 2014 - 2024 Anthony-Ryan
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I wish my math teacher was like that. I had such a boring experience that I never learned anything. I feel sorry for her as well.
Wonderful!
Wonderful!