Most Call Her a 'Hero'
As Darryl approached Ms. Larsen’s desk, she thought, ‘if I hear one more frivolous excuse for failing to turn in homework, I’m going to crack’. And so it was, after Darryl explained that his homework had blown away into a storm drain, something did crack in Ms. Larsen’s brain. A small module within the language processing region of her brain exploded. It was a storage center for all of the excuses received from students during the twenty-two years she’d taught in the public school system. Disbelief, skepticism, and suspicion had stewed together to fill the module with a seething chemical mixture of falsehood, which suddenly sprayed out upon all the regions of her brain, blanketing both her logic and creative lobes and bridging them in a way that had never happened before.
