Blog Your Blessings: Batman's New Cave
Something was up: every kid in line looked like the cat that ate the canary as they stood outside my classroom.
"Miss, where's Batman?"
"Don't know. Is he here today?"
"Oh, yes. He's here."
Two of the best girls in the summer program giggled even as they stood straight as the guards outside Buckingham Palace. A noise came from the locker behind them.
"You put him in the locker." I grinned. I so wanted to laugh. But I grinned because there's no better boy to stick in a locker than Batman. Good judgment, girls. Bad idea. As Disney a moment as it was, I couldn't go there. So I smiled every so slightly. I waited.
The two girls looked at each other: "We shouldn't have done that." Like clockwork, they told Batman to come out of his new cave; it was over.
I watched him straighten out his folded wings and walk into the classroom as if nothing happened even if we all know it did but shouldn't have.
I didn't have to say a word.
I am learning.