I was presenting a project in eighth grade science ecology class when a most improbable event occurred:
As I turned from the chalkboard where I had drawn some doodlebug
Volkswagens and was preparing to explain a safety issue, one middle
school colleague from the back row tossed his sharp paper airplane
toward me, which I did not notice until it landed bullseye, sticking and
staying bent in the double bridge and drooping between my eyeglass
lenses and in so hard that I had to remove them to yank it out, which when I did revealed a pink dot mark right between the eyes.
The full class erupted in laughter as such a surprising impossible shot, which transcended the teacher even trying to apprehend the back
row winning clown, as he and I both joined in the loud cacophonous
laughter.
As I turned from the chalkboard where I had drawn some doodlebug Volkswagens and was preparing to explain a safety issue, one middle school colleague from the back row tossed his sharp paper airplane toward me, which I did not notice until it landed bullseye, sticking and staying bent in the double bridge and drooping between my eyeglass lenses and in so hard that I had to remove them to yank it out, which when I did revealed a pink dot mark right between the eyes.
The full class erupted in laughter as such a surprising impossible shot, which transcended the teacher even trying to apprehend the back row winning clown, as he and I both joined in the loud cacophonous laughter.