This is your chance to be "hated" like those kids you knew in in grade school.

[Bill Cady]

Teacher’s pets

Remember those kids from grade school? My God, did we ever hate those kids!

They were the ones who always had the right answer when the teacher asked a question. Or raised a hand to volunteer when the teacher needed something done. Or brought in an apple and parked it on his-her desk just to be thoughtful. I can still remember watching Mrs. Lott eat that bleepin’ apple and wishing she’d choke to death on it. Maybe fall on the kid who brought it and kill him-her in those dying struggles.

We called those kids “teacher’s pet” at best, “butt kissers” and more at worst. We all wished we could be the one granted special favors, or be trusted to take a message to the principal or another teacher during class. Or be asked to do something as a favor to the teacher.

Damn those kids getting all that special treatment!

Well, except for the fact they earned it.

Except for the fact they did “special things” that made ‘em stand out in the teacher’s eyes. Things we didn’t do. Not anything we couldn’t do, just stuff we didn’t do.

They did those things, however, and reaped the rewards. Pissed us off at the same time, but it was really our own fault by omission. We found ourselves left out at the reward ceremony, largely because we didn’t place an entry in the contest.

There are “teacher’s pets” here on this blog, too, in case you hadn’t noticed.

Not for a minute do I mean to imply I don’t immensely enjoy every blog subscriber, but there are a few who stand out. Sara, Holly, my sister Shirley, Alex, Jerry, Rocky, Debby, Bib ‘n’ Tucker, Bette, Sandy, Linda, Sondra, Madame Yuban, Jennifer, Maxine, Bonnie, Chipmunk, Coralee, Farah, Clara, Bryon, Jacquie, another Linda, Terry, Armand, Patti, Kathleen, “foxycleopatra13″, Karen, Nancy, another Nancy, another Bonnie, “Dr. Brown”, Larry, Cher, Spellman, Joy-Ann, Elly, Nola, Noemi, Annie, Percy, Sam, and a host of others.

Those are people who’ve made comments on this blog, and that’s only those shown on the first 15 out of 47 pages of comments left by blog readers. There are more, but those names will suffice to give you the idea. You see, it’s not just “me” who writes this blog.

I’ll confess, as I’ve said before, “I” don’t really write anything. The Holy Spirit, using my name, is the one who writes my part of the blog, as well as all 41 novels you’ll find on my catalogue site. Still, that part’s only what shows up first. What really gives these articles meaning and true life is when YOU respond. Toss in your two cents worth. That’s the part that counts.

Consequently, the ones who say something catch my attention. It doesn’t mean the rest of you have nothing to say. All it signifies is you haven’t said it yet. All of us, myself and the many readers who’ve already made comments, are waiting to hear what you think.

You certainly don’t need to agree with me to get your comments published. I put ‘em up with no editing. That means, if you wish to appear erudite and well-educated, you should read ‘em over before clicking the SUBMIT button. Whatever you write goes up exactly as you wrote it … including all those semi-over-the-top remarks I recently had from inflamed liberals. Those also went up on the blog … untouched.

This is your invitation. Why not become a “teacher’s pet”?

I’m just sayin’.

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