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Show 99: Jeffries, Islamorada [Section 2] "Rithmatic I suppose Mrs. Mincer. Learn about proper adjectives, proper fractions, proper young ladies." "--And really now this science fiction. I've always said if God would'a wanted us to go to the moon, Heed a given--" "Mrs. Mincer! What is the common ground in this discussion? What are the. . .do you conceive that there are any responsibilities pursuant to the parent? Will you at least concede that he's. . .lazy?" "I don't understand." "Lazy. Sluggish, drooping, lax. Indolent, slothful. A lazybones." "I see." "Are you making any progress with the Bad Apples?" the principal asked. "A peculiar group, I'll concede- they've been together since kindergarten; now I know you're going to argue that if you just had a leader in the class, or a model, some small success; I think the professional thing is to think in terms of the greater good, the other classes, the classes which by your good offices these characters are not showing up in, and how quickly just one of these kids could spoil--say are we being followed?" A pansy, following, he realized, well a good sign, the slavish way, respectfully, if unconsciously, the boy had come up behind them, catching them, measuring a man's steps. |
