A Tale of Classroom Chaos

Ah, the blackboard duster – that innocent-looking piece of classroom equipment with a not-so-innocent purpose. It was the teacher's weapon of mass destruction, capable of causing chaos, instilling fear, and occasionally improving the reflexes of unsuspecting students.

Picture this: a quiet classroom, students diligently taking notes as the teacher writes on the blackboard. Suddenly, like a ninja in the night, the wood-and-fibre scrub would zoom past the studious kids in the front rows and land with a satisfying thud on the intended targets – the backbenchers. It was like watching a scene from an action movie, with the duster as the star performer.

Now, you might think getting hit by a flying duster would be a nightmare, but for these backbenchers, it was oddly exhilarating. Dodging the duster became a sport, a test of agility and quick reflexes. Who needs PE class when you have a teacher armed with a duster?

And here's the twist – these supposedly legal missiles actually improved the reflexes of the backbenchers. It was like a crash course in dodgeball, but with educational benefits. Who knew getting hit by a duster could be good for you?

But let's not forget, not just any teacher could wield the blackboard duster with such finesse. It took a different breed of educator – part teacher, part ninja – to master the art of duster throwing. These teachers were like superheroes in disguise, with the duster as their secret weapon.

Especially when it came to dealing with students who were taller, heavier, and frustratingly insolent, the duster became the teacher's best friend. It was the great equalizer, reminding students that no one was beyond the reach of classroom justice.

Of course, there were times when the duster missed its mark, flying off into the abyss of the classroom never to be seen again. But even then, its legend lived on, whispered among students like a campfire tale.

In the end, the blackboard duster was more than just a tool – it was a symbol of the unique relationship between teacher and student, authority and rebellion. So the next time you see a duster sitting innocently on a chalk tray, remember its untold story of classroom chaos and camaraderie. And maybe, just maybe, give thanks that you're not the one sitting in the back row.

Written on Oct 2022

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