Treasure Island

Michael Maguire

(Arlington MA)

The Great Dictator


The great dictator

It was the first day of fifth grade
Our new teacher stood at the blackboard
She wrote her name Ms. Acorn
Then she drew a picture of a ship in chalk

“This is a ship “she said
“I am the captain of the ship and
you are the crew”
Things were already starting off badly

A few of us would cross Ms. Acorn
and she would unleash her captain’s authority on us
I don’t remember who got it first
But it was probably me

Growing up in that horrid violent home
I had developed a distaste for adults
with power over me
From the third grade on I started to act out in class

Acorn would get angry at me for talking to my neighbors
She would send me to the office
and Mr. Black would lay his speech on me
“I am not going to put up with any baloney” he would say
Unfortunately for him I was a great baloney producer

Another kid named Kenny earned Acorns wrath one day
For flirting with a beautiful blonde girl named
Misty next to him

Acorn grabbed him by the hood of his sweatshirt
Lifted him with one arm
Knocked over his desk and carried him out of the room

“You want to look at girls, then you will do it in the office”
She said
We were all a little stunned

Acorn also liked to call me “an abomination to god”
She always had to mention her teacher of the year accolades
She had a stern face
and I do not think she smiled much

I really do not remember a lot about her
But I do remember her calling me an abomination to god
Again and again

Considering I was ten or eleven years old
The only abomination in that classroom
At Fitch elementary school in Waltham Mass
So long ago
Was Miss Acorn

Some people should not be allowed to be around
children


By Michael Maguire
8/15/13

If you like my writing please come to my blog.
I have other poems on there.

I hope you enjoy reading what I have put up.
Mike

Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013

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This is a true story, the names have been changed obviously. But it all really happened

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