Original ID : 3503 Created On : 2004-02-15 Last Modified : 2005-05-01
During English, Mr. Shaw was distracted from teaching us Shakespeare long enough to tell us about his fierce hatred of all rodent-kind, particularly squirrels. “Little plague-rats with fluffy tails,” he proclaimed darkly. The next day, Kristin brought in a somewhat larger-than-life plastic facsimile of a squirrel, which was immediately christened Roadkill, and given pride of place at the front of the classroom. Shortly thereafter, Mr. Shaw instituted the practice of leaving small gifts (pencils, jewellery, money, sweets etc.) on Roadkill’s ‘altar’, which was mandatory before every test ‘if we wanted a good grade’. Songs and psalms were soon to follow. So whenever anyone tells me a depressing anecdote, I can usually top it with ‘my English teacher forced me to worship a squirrel.’
How Mr Shaw got from hating squirrels to worshipping the infernal beasts as his masters will presumably never be known - Conor