I Would Like a Redo

Limited to one change in my past. Tricky idea There are so many mistakes I would like to correct. Wait! Here is the one that started me on my life of crime. The day I yelled NO in a mean, loud way to my teacher. And she made me sit in the alcove for an hour wearing a dunce cap So all the kids could make fun of me. 1958. Chariton, Iowa, Columbus School. I would go back and bomb that school So no one would laugh at me. No. wait. Maybe I would go back and just try my damnest not to yell no to my first grade teacher. I doubt if that would work though, because I remember trying not to do it. Wait! I would go back to November 22nd, 1963 Columbus School , when I came back from lunch at home And some big kid yelled from the top floor “Hey, the President was shot!” and I yelled back “The president of what?” I would like a redo of that moment. Then I would feel smarter somehow.