Mr. Haggins droned on about the importance of the rarely
used semi colon, meanwhile half the class seemed to be asleep in their seats. I
stared blankly out the window at the silent motionless shadows on the lawn. The
clouds moved lazily in the dull morning light. There wasn’t really anything
interesting out the window, but the appeal of the outside world was
intoxicating. My chin and hand ached from leaning on them for so long. Slowly I
stretched my legs out, leaned back in my chair and folded my arms. He was still
talking about the semi colon. Tiredly I glanced at the door at the front of the
room, Mr. Haggins was old but certainly not blind. Tentatively I rose my hand “
Mr. Reed did you have a question?” “Yeah, I don’t care about the Semi Colon so I’m just going to sit out
on this one okay.” I replied flatly as I gathered my things and left the
classroom. I smiled to myself. The look on his face would have been priceless;
too bad I didn’t have the guts to actually do it. Drained I let out a soft
depressed sigh and returned my gaze to the window. It had water spots on it and
crawling along the bottom was a gray striped spider. Viciously it attacked a
little fly and then dragged it out of sight. A small shiver ran down my spine.
Eat or be eaten, that was the main rule out there not this ridiculous crap
about semi colons. If the little fly had tried to tell the spider about the
importance of a semi colon the spider probably would have eaten it faster. The bell
finally rang, and when I went to close my notebook I noticed several doodles of
a fly with a graduate cap lecturing a striped spider, and being eaten by the
spider. Drowsily I left the classroom and headed for the library there was a
couch with my name on it, and the math class was not going to miss me.
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