Treasure Island

Lawrence S. Pertillar

(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Leaving Stains


Take your feet off the desks.
All of you are here and expected to listen.
Or at least 'pretend' to be college students.

What does the invention of the gun,
And a merchandizing done...
Have to do with you bobbing for pencils?
And...
In a vat of oil?

'I'm not participating.
I thought this was suppose to be,
Economics and not a History class.
And the current principles appled,
That will affect us during our career choices.
Bobbing for pencils is going to be difficult.
And besides...
We will be leaving stains all over the classroom.'

True.
So observant and wise you are.
And think of this also...
IF you are lucky enough to get a pencil,
How are you going to maintain your grip on it...
Without it slipping through your fingers?

'We wont be able to account or keep tract,
Of any factual economics we may obtain...
From lessons to us you have taught.
Everything will either smell or be stained by oil.'

Really?
So you will agree,
This exercise has nothing to do with religious beliefs...
Sexual preference or race?

'What has any of this to do with economics? '

Well...
Hopefully all of this will be comprehended.
And by the end of the semester,
You all will learn something.

Take your feet off the desks.
All of you are here and expected to listen.
Or at least 'pretend' to be college students.

Submitted: Thursday, September 05, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013

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