Drabble: The Essay Topic
My response to the last July prompt ‘stone’.
Genre: slice of life, humour
~The Essay Topic~
“This is your essay topic for this weekend.”
The whole class complained.
“What’s there to write about stones?”
“Are you joking?”
“You want an essay on stones? We’ll show you stones. Let’s stone her!”
The students grabbed anything they could find and threw them at the teacher.
The teacher reached under her desk and pulled out a bat. Eyes narrowed, she whacked the makeshift missiles back at the student tables. That just made her students pick up more things and throw them back, yelling at the top of their lungs all the way.
The door slammed open.
“Quiet!” shouted the teacher next door.
Silence. Except for a few books stumbling off the edge of the tables to the ground.
The next door teacher slammed the door shut and left. For the next few minutes, the class awkwardly put things back into order.
“None of you hit me, so you still need to write about stones,” the teacher said, “If you don’t know what I’m talking about, ask your classmates.”
The students grumbled, but settled down. They had missed their chance, but they would pass the baton on to their juniors, just like how their seniors told them about the challenge their teacher issued to her class years back when she first started teaching.
“If you can hit me, I’ll give you a different topic.”
The teacher had meant it as a one-off thing, but if this once a year opportunity kept her students interested, it was an acceptable risk to take.
But seriously. Every single year, it was the topic of stones that made her class homicidal. What was wrong with writing about stones?