This is what I end up writing too late at night:
There once was a class – a few of them actually – clearly, catastrophically out of control.
Some games, some charades, some kids thrown out. Hardly teaching, hardly my goal.
So I struggled and prayed and tried to delay
That 7:00pm class each Wednesday.
Until
Until a new teacher was hired
Who brought a Nerf gun, ready to be fired.
I didn’t know it was his, thought it was just the class’s, so I asked to borrow it for the day.
And that day went well. That Wednesday went well. But, “Thanks for the Nerf gun,” was all I could say.
Until the next day.
When
When I bought and brought my own, a single shot version.
Simple to use, plenty bullets to lose – what more could I need in a Nerf gun?
From my pocket 10,000, hardly an expense
Makes sense for educational self-defense.
In other words, ’twas a good investment.
