Great Day for Having a Seizure
Why are we leaving the classroom? " yelped Avery. "
Because Brenden is having some trouble. " The elder man
said. " What kind of trouble? Avery yelped again. "
Don't worry about it. " The elder man said -- again with
mansions could be seen in the distant hills not too faraway.
The geese in front of the pond near the playground seemed to
be looking for Eskimos. A plane flew high above and made a strange
smiled. " Oh, I know. Brenden's having a seizure! Can I
watch? " The elder man said no. But Avery continued speaking.
He was looking forward to this. " Can I go fly in an '
plane ' now? Why can't Brenden learn how to fly? " It was
recess and the children were beginning to come out of the '
special ed ' room.
elder man was impressed with the chocolate-eating mice and all
the constant apologies. As well as all the apocalyptic drawings
with the little doggie glasses. It was a strange scene here
and in every corner of America. The banana fish were coming
out in force. They had sharp teeth and they were now behaving
like sordid pigs.
Why don't they teach us how to fly? It's easy. You just flap
your arms and you start moving. " Avery was now very excited.
" Look, I can do it. Just like those birds over there.
" The elder man was looking beyond the horizon. He could
see Tootsie rolls and also Sierra Leone. He now could see Avery
and Brendan and the other silent children with their strange
geese were now much farther away. What a difference it was to
be here. So different from the other school where he had taught
a little Mexican girl in the first-grade to start reading the
newspaper, then Shakespeare and finally Hopkins. Here things
were so slow. So ploddingly slow. There were no miracle flashes.
Just very weird things like
Let's fly now, " Avery continued to plead. " It's
easy. Let's do it now. " The elder man thought about the
other troubled children he had seen. The multi-graders who daily
went into these raging tantrums and demanded to hear lil' Wayne
and then lil' Bowwow. These kids were much darker in skin color
and filled with this absolute rage. It was all just like cough
syrup pouring out of a transparent bottle. It was like wearing
identical brown loafers that smelled like these old cabbage
leaves. No. This was ' special ed ' with all its grey and special
bell suddenly rang for the children to go in. It was now music
time in this big city of dreams. The intern teacher from Columbia
University smiled at the elder man. She was the one with the
big boobs and the fine tan. Her dark glasses seemed playful.
She was also divorced and now living somewhere in Bolinas.
geese were now very faraway. The mansions were still standing.
It had been just six months since nine-eleven. Avery was also
now flying solo.