A young boy is disillusioned by Christmas. All the gifts have been
unwrapped and everyone has gone about the business of cleaning up. And
yet he feels sad. He and his best friend, Ludwig Van (the invisible
dragon) take off on a journey into a wintry day. In the depths of
despair they find the true meaning of Christmas.
“Things are not going well,” Mel
said. Mel was the second of the hall monitors. He was working on his
Phd in history. He took the job as hall monitor to see how he felt
about teaching kids.
“Can't get a parking space?” I
asked. A lot of students had brought cars to school. Space was at a
premium.
“I can't stand the kids,” Mel
said.
“They're not that bad.”
“They say that I snort when I
talk,” Mel explained. Met did snort. “Its a condition that I
have. And sometimes when I'm not alert, they'll walk single file
behind me down the hall.”
I shook my head.
“Sometimes,” Mel said, “I get
dark thoughts. Like I come into the school with a gun. And take them
out. One by one. I know it would cost me my job but it is so
tempting.”
“Maybe you need to take some time off,” I suggested. He did. He quit.
............from my ebook HALL MONITOR
