Mr. WebsterA Story by spider
During recess, when we weren’t playing marbles
a few of us would gather under the tall tilting pine
trees
and burn figurines into fallen and parched brown maple
sprigs
with magnifying glasses we had appropriated from the
library,
unmindful of the fact that playground monitors
could both see the smoke and smell the scent of
smoldering vegetation,
I will never forget that aroma and am drawn back
to the old schoolyard every now and then when I pass by a
clump of burning leaves.
Mr. Webster had it in for us ever since he realized we
would
taunt the elder, bigger guys who threw rocks at us
on the way home after school
in order to draw his attention to them as they chased us,
since we made it a point to run near where he was
standing
so he could witness the browbeating they were
perpetrating against
us smaller, younger and weaker adolescents
when, in effect, we were intentionally inciting them
to act in response in the lucky event they might be
caught
and punished.
I noticed him slowly making his way toward our powwow
On top of the slope near the edge of the campus
And nudged my associates in crime,
Kenny caught the sign and quickly drew a circle in the
dirt with his shoe,
We tossed about a dozen of those cheap clear cat’s eyes
into the ring,
I knelt down with my prized shooter, an agate, cocked
between my thumb
And index finger, in perfect position to feign a
concentrated aim.
“Watch this” I shouted just as a kid we called The Beast
landed
On top of me with both of his knees, crushing my back
and throwing me floundering to the ground,
the pain was reminiscent of the time he tossed me off the
merry-go-round while whirling at maximum speed the year
before,
all of this in plain view of Mr. Webster,
I just knew The Beast was in for some detention time,
Then Mr. Webster came over, looked at me square in the
eye
and gave me a lopsided, slimy sneer and did a quick 180
before he
merrily moseyed back down the hill.
© 2013 spider |
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