The other day….at the end of the hallway in the bright pink room with the brown twin beds and the flowers scattered on the carpet…..
…..school was in session.
Two tiny teachers with blonde ponytails and big blue eyes were holding class. Each instructor had a whiteboard and was busily scribbling and circling and drawing arrows with verbs and adjectives and adverbs…..intent on passing on all the knowledge one could ever learn in elementary school to the next generation of stuffed animals.
All the students were present and accounted for.
The whole class was there….the two frogs and the bear with the bonnet and the furry one-eyed cat and the monkey and the zebra and the dolls……
……even Santa Claus.
The students never moved.
They just sat there quietly and stared in rapt attention as they were diligently taught the lesson of the day.
They learned that swept is the past tense of sweep and that in the future you “will sweep” or some time long long ago you “might have swept.”
And that sweep is definitely, undeniably, without a doubt….a verb.
The class was intense.
A few more classes like this and I think the monkey and the furry one-eyed cat were talking about applying to an ivy league institution of higher learning.
Later that night….when school was finished and the chores had been done and a long day of intense education was coming to a close…..I tiptoed quietly past the pink bedroom.
There were the teachers.
Sound asleep and tucked snugly into bed.
Dreaming of pronouns and nouns and conjunctions.
I smiled to myself and turned to go….and then…..
…..I saw the students.
There were the two frogs and the bear with the bonnet and the furry one-eyed cat and the monkey and the zebra and the dolls and Santa Claus.
Snug as a bug in a rug.
Laying in bed and tucked in tightly for a long winter’s night.
I tiptoed down the hall and whispered to my husband, “You have to see this.” We walked to the room and I pointed…..and together we stood in the doorway….our shoulders shaking with silent laughter as the monkey glared at us for disturbing his sleep.
Then my husband turned to me with a twinkle in his eye and nodded toward the stuffed animals. “Of course they are tucked in for the night. Didn’t you know……
…..it’s a boarding school.”
I hope they all paid full tuition. 🙂
PS The bear with the bonnet told me that she wasn’t even sure if “fastly” is a verb.
I told her I would check with the teacher. 🙂