The sheep was humming to herself in the corner of the barn. I know I’ve heard this story somewhere before and decided not to get rattled. Darn that Science Fiction channel! Before I started watching it more, I felt reasonably sane. I was there to check and freshen the animal’s water and nothing was going to spook me enough to shirk those duties. The moment she saw me, the humming stopped and “whoosh” she disappeared. I heard a whisper right away from the cow’s stall and then vowed to give up the Crime channel too. “She’s gone ‘on the lamb‘, dude. Where’s my water?” No more binge TV watching for me!
I caught a glimpse of my archrival in the crowd and felt like I wanted to curl my ‘tail’ between my legs and light out of the auditorium. The Superintendent and I had had an indelible ‘stain‘ on our pretense of mutual respect since our unfortunate heated confrontation months ago. “Get a grip!” was my brain’s immediate response. “That ‘creep‘ can’t crack your confidence unless you let her.”
I then whispered to myself as I bowed in a moment of prayer, “Lord, please don’t let me defeat myself today. This is for the kids.”
The debate was about to start, and the whirl of noise began to settle as we took our seats on the stage. After a brief introduction by the event organizer, we were called upon to present our cases on the topic of Homeschooling vs Public School.
My job was going to be extra difficult because of the venue itself. There’s no need to wonder about the uphill battle in presenting an argument in front of professionals eyeing me with furrowed brows from the audience. I’d call that a looming pressure. If I couldn’t effectively appeal to these people who are holding their own pre-conceived preferences, they’d easily ‘spin‘ my ‘points’ as proof of Public Schooling superiority.
All we disenchanted parents wanted was the freedom to choose without governmental regulatory interference.
When my turn came, I brought out the BIG guns first.
” You all know the first woman on our esteemed Supreme Court. Sandra Day O’Connor was a brilliant legal scholar, a pioneer in breaking down professional barriers to women, and the product of early homeschooling. Thomas Edison and Theodore Roosevelt spent their whole young lives being homeschooled too.”
It was then that the Superintendent’s defiant face and pursed lips went slack.
Since so many other online writers have blogs dedicated to their writings, I’ve decided to jump onto the bandwagon. All posts published here will be either fiction or poetry, some new, and some previously published on various places on the Internet. Some of my works are conventional, and some are quirky. All fiction posted here, except for fan fiction, will include the letters "rose" somewhere, as a tribute to my Baba.
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