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Entering the War Room

Janet Kuypers
2/12/17

One spring, while still in college
I was taking a political science class

(and really, I used to be an engineer,
I could wrap my brain around this easily)

but it was cool that the classroom
only had one giant oval table

that all the students sat at together.
I was in this class with a few of my friends

and each class was like we were entering
a war room, all at one giant table.

Well, one day, and really I don’t know
who started passing the note first,
but while the T.A. was talking

the three of us passed notes
while paying attention to class.
And when the bell rang for this
elective, the T.A. asked the three of us

to stay. And once the last student
left the room and the door closed,

this T.A. sounded like he became
a General, put on his most evil face

and started yelling us the three of us
that we should NEVER pass notes

like that in his class again.
And when he was done my two friends

rushed to get their books into their bag
and rush out of the war room, but me,

I took my time. I deliberately
placed my books into my bag

one at a time, took time zipping it up
and putting the bag over my shoulder
long after my friends already left.
I started to walk to the door

while the T.A. was sill fuming
and I said “Have a nice day,”

before going out the door.

In the next weeks of classes
I made a point to raise my hand

when he asked a question,
and once I even corrected him.

Because just because I was
passing notes, I knew what I

was doing in this elective,
and besides, it was spring.

I could handle the war room
and still enjoy beautiful spring days.



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