Friday, January 11, 2008

Jerry Watch: The Final Frontier

I slept through the night last night. No nightmares. No sweat. I woke up feeling good. After my stretches and usual 5 mile run, I was ready. I ate a hearty breakfast of steak and eggs and then watched Obama give a speech about stripes. I was ready.

It snowed a lot last night. The snow was still coming down as I slowly skidded my way towards school. I felt really good. I went into school and immediately put down my things and gave a speech.

"Good morning. In less than an hour, teachers from here will join others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest in-class battle in the history of mankind. "Mankind." That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps it's fate that today is the 11th of January, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom... Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution... but from annihilation. We are fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the the 11th of January will no longer be known as a made up holiday, but as the day the world declared in one voice: "We will not go quietly into the night!" We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!"

The teachers went wild. Tears were pouring down everyone's faces. I remained strong. Someone had to lead. Today really was our day. Our day to stand up and fight the Green Stripes on their own territory.

Without any hesitation I ran straight up the stairs. I was pushing kids out of the way left and right. I was a war charge. The kind you see in the movies.

My charge was met head on. Green Stripes wasted no time and he knew that I was going to battle to the death today. He rushed me as I rushed him!

The battle was on! He was quick and stronger than before. He had gained power and somehow mashed his green striped together and made his whole short green. I was worried, but fought on.

My mind was clear. I wasn't thinking about the battle. I was thinking about why I was fighting it. I was thinking about all the things that matter most to me.

All of a sudden I landed a blow to the beast. And then another and another. He was weakening.

He turned and ran.

He went into hiding in his lair.

That was the last I heard of Green Stripes.

It's been five years since those days and every once in awhile I can hear still his shriek. I can feel his presence. I learned a lot from Green Stripes.

He taught me about manhood, bravery and dedication. But most importantly, he taught me about life.


Mom said...

You are too much...loved the reflections of the things that matter most to you.

Oncle Jean said...

And the Truth goes marching on!