The kids had been imitating him for a while now. Sometimes he saw them in the hallways waving their arms in feigned excitement and gasping in high-pitched voices, “Perspective!” Another time as he walked around the lunchroom, he thought he heard one of them say “cheese sticks,” but decided that that must have been his imagination. Some days it’s better than others. The other day he was teaching and saw one of his units reaching for an eraser to make that highlight look just right in the still life, and looking up at him, he stared at him for a second. He stared back, and for a moment their eyes met, as if they were two reasonable and dignified gentlemen meeting for the first time. The student broke the moment; lifting his arms up, clenching his fists, and then with a sort of coy look he squeaked, “Perspective,” as he briefly waved his arms. He couldn’t help but laugh. It had been what he had always wanted.
mine's WEIRD!!!!