Temerarious Tabias: School Dayz

Tabias watched the ants crawling up the corner of the table, ignoring his teacher. He had been scolded and made to stay after school. Everyone else had left, except these ants. 

Tabias had one half-friend at school, a boy who would be his friend only on the days he chose. Tabias was the boy’s back up plan, but that was OK with him.

article continues below

He had found his friends; they lived in his head. Together, they battled dragons and saved beautiful princesses (that had lots of candy) who were locked high in the tree. While other boys played video games like Call of Duty, Tabias would carve his name into the tree and climb it for the princess (candy was a bonus).

Those boys hardly caught a tan during the summer while Tabias traded roles in his own game from Cowboy to Indian by the time school was back in.

But today, Tabias was in trouble. His one half-friend hadn’t shown up. He was all alone, which normally wouldn’t bother him had the teacher not instructed them to pair up. So really, it was her fault.

Tabias had found himself still sitting alone after everyone else had partnered up. The teacher began writing the art project instructions on the chalkboard. She didn’t even bother to notice he was alone.

They were to paint the masks they had sculpted last week. Last week, Tabias was alone too. That was OK, he tipped his head back and sculpted his own face. The teacher even gave him extra marks for ingenuity. He should get extra marks again, and he rolled his eyes.

Now, he didn’t turn away from the line of marching ants as he heard his father arrive. The ants climbed to the top of the table where a small puddle of syrup from  lunch had been left behind. The two adults spoke about Tabias’ behind him as if he weren’t even there.

The ants wouldn’t do that, they stayed in line, watching each other’s back, never questioning status, colour or name, following commands just as Tabias had. He had picked a partner!

For these insects, there was no man, or ant, left behind. If one got stuck in the syrupy mess, others gathered and feasted on the nectar until he was free and fell back into line.

“Temerarious!” Tabias exclaimed to the ants, his bear ears twitched and his fox tail flicked.

His father’s words broke his concentration. “Tabias, you were supposed to paint your clay mask.”

“I painted a partner instead,” Tabias replied.

“That would have been OK,” his teacher interjected, “had it not been on the wall!”

She pointed to the painted stick figure about the height of a young boy that Tabias had painted on the wall. Tabias thought it had been a great addition to the classroom. 

The stickman winked in agreement.

Norma Rrae is an author based in Fort St. John. Read more of her works at notmewriting.com.

© Copyright Alaska Highway News

Comments

NOTE: To post a comment you must have an account with at least one of the following services: Disqus, Facebook, Twitter, Google+ You may then login using your account credentials for that service. If you do not already have an account you may register a new profile with Disqus by first clicking the "Post as" button and then the link: "Don't have one? Register a new profile".

The Alaska Highway News welcomes your opinions and comments. We do not allow personal attacks, offensive language or unsubstantiated allegations. We reserve the right to edit comments for length, style, legality and taste and reproduce them in print, electronic or otherwise. For further information, please contact the editor or publisher, or see our Terms and Conditions.

comments powered by Disqus
Alaska Highway People's Choice 2019
Sign Up for our Newsletter!

Popular News

Lowest Gas Prices in Chetwynd, Dawson Creek, Fort Nelson, Fort St John, Tumbler Ridge
British Columbia Gas Prices provided by GasBuddy.com

Community Event Calendar


Find out what's happening in your community and submit your own local events.