Stepped back as a stream of heavily insulated children thumped past me, all in pursuit of one fourth grade boy. Snagged one I know to be a storyteller, inquiring, "What on earth are you guys playing?"
He cheerfully brushed snow from his face. "It's a fun game. We all chase Bart, and then we pile drive him!"
I was obligated to create a new rule. "Hey, no pile driving at recess."
"I know," he responded, "but if we don't, then HE touches US, and he turns us into mutant gerbils, just like he is!"
Which made the pile driving entirely acceptable, of course. Can't have a bunch of mutant gerbils running around at recess.
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I think we should try this rather than that silly Frisbee stuff.
ReplyDeleteI'm so with you.
ReplyDeleteIt would be way more interesting to explain to those passersby who ask what we're doing. "Oh, we're just trying to avoid becoming mutant gerbils."
Haha! This is hilarious
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