Assignment: Write A Personal Essay On The Subject Of Being A Scottish Jew or A Jewish Scot.
Today, Mrs Hamburger said something interesting.
She said McTavern, (she always calls me that), show me your true colours.
I took off my football strip and pulled down ma pants.
Collateral damage, she replied.
I was confused. So I sat back down.
Mrs Hamburger said if I didn't get dressed she'd send me to Mrs Stern.
I was scared. Barbara Bland held my hand under the desk. It has a hole for my inkpot but I keep my pens in a pencil case and the inkpot is full of chewing gum covered with dust.
She said McTavern, you're the sort of fellow who'll end up smoking American Spirit.
Perhaps, I replied, letting go of Barbara's hand and standing up. I looked down at Mrs Hamburger and said, This the climactic turning point.
And the rest of the story just kinda fizzled out
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this true scot sure knows how to rhyme: barbara bland held my hand
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