Daily Prompt: Disrupt

A crashing noise from the back of the classroom disrupts my first lesson of the day. I stop midway through my sentence about the origins of The Blues and glare in the general direction of the Benson twins. It’s always them, and I’ve no doubt that this time will be any different. They are notorious troublemakers who seem to have had it in for me ever since I started at the school two years earlier. Throwing chairs, swearing, carving rude words into the desks, pulling keys off keyboards or smashing the odd ukulele against a wall: they are experts in making lessons a waking nightmare.

Preparing myself for battle, I stride towards the back of the room, wondering what on earth they could still find to destroy in my decimated classroom. Much to my surprise, as I reach their desk I find that there is a rather large, beady-eyed and horribly hairy tarantula advancing across it, fangs bared. The twins, for once the victims rather than the aggressors, are cowering against the back wall of the classroom. Their eyes are glued to the arachnid, watching its every move. It appears that the crashing noise I had heard earlier was the sound of them throwing their chairs out of the way as they scrambled to get as far away as possible from the many-legged mini-monster. The other students, starting to notice what is going on, are threatening to revolt. “Everyone stay calm and don’t move!” I say to the room at large, in my most soothing voice. My childhood spent in rural Australia told me at first glance that this spider, although large, is virtually harmless. However, seeing the Benson twins, my nemeses for the last two years, with a look of genuine fear on their faces gives me a second’s pause as to whether to make this information public knowledge right away. It’s payback time, I think to myself gleefully. This could be fun…

Disrupt

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3 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: Disrupt

      1. So true! Might have been so much fun if you were as old as, say, an older sibling or so. Anecdotes like these make me seriously consider taking up the teaching profession. Just to experience childhood once more, even if vicariously!

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