I Am Sure I Am the Oldest Too

The teacher whispered to me “I am older than you are, I know.” I smiled at her eagerness, amazed at her honesty and her big blow…. I do not think so, I told her. As a matter of fact, I know you aren’t. She said “I am sure I am.” Her name was Ms. Marnt. I said, “I am just as sure that I am the oldest here.” “I am sixty-two,” she whispered smugly in my ear. I am pretty sure that 69 trumps sixty-two every time I said. She was amazed, and her face got enormously red. What are you still doing teaching? She asked in surprise. This is my happy place I told her. It helps my brain waves rise. She smiled at me and gave me a fist pump to the sky. I gave her a large smile and a joyful wink from my hazel eye.