I Know But I Do Not Practice It

A magician hypnotizes me nightly, taking me to the Planet
Xerox which is in another dimension where I am turned into
A space robot or an alien. I never know which.

The fourth graders sat with their mouths open like cod fish.
It was Chet’s first day, and the teacher had asked him to
Tell them a bit about his life.

The teacher was confused. This is supposed to be nonfiction,
She told Chet. You know what that is, right?

The kids waited, eagerly.

“I know it, but I do not practice it,” Chet said.
Taking his place as the proud alpha of the class.
The teacher knew she was going to have an interesting year now.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kiser Avatar
April 2, 2019 at 12:41 AM
I think that I know Chet...went to school with him...
Krutsinger Avatar
April 2, 2019 at 5:03 AM
I imagine he is a video game designer living in a mansion with an in-ground pool and a butler now.
Bauer Avatar
April 1, 2019 at 4:31 PM
ha! hilariously told, caren!
Krutsinger Avatar
April 1, 2019 at 7:21 PM
Thank you Ilene. I meet one a year.
Gilmour Avatar
April 1, 2019 at 3:45 PM
Wow, I just love Chet, for his character and wonderful imagination, or maybe he does visit Xerox nightly, who are we but just mear mortals? Loved this Caren, kindest thoughts Ann xx
Krutsinger Avatar
April 1, 2019 at 7:22 PM
Exactly Ann; what I thought too.
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