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In the meantime we are studying common fractions. But I prefer to sit in this too-small seat with the desktop cramping my thighs and examine the life around me.
Postmodernism: Donald Barthelme: “Me and Miss Mandible” Summary and Interpretation
There are thirty-two in the class, which is launched every morning with the pledge of allegiance to the doonald. My own allegiance, at the moment, is divided between Miss Mandible and Sue Ann Brownly, who sits across the aisle from me all day long and is, like Miss Mandible, a fool for love.
Strangely neither she nor any of the other children seem to see any incongruity in my presence here. Happily our geography text, which contains maps of all the principal land-masses of the world, is large enough to conceal my clandestine journal-keeping, accomplished in an ordinary black composition book.
Every day I must wait until Geography to put down such thoughts mmiss I may have had during the morning about my situation and my fellows. I have tried writing at other times and it does not work. Either the teacher is walking up and down the aisles during this period, luckily, she sticks close to the map rack in the front of the room or Bobby Vanderbilt, who sits behind me, is punching me in the kidneys and wanting to know what I am doing.
This explains the continual roaring sounds which seem to emanate from his desk; he is reproducing a record album called Sounds of Sebring. It may be that Miss Mandible also knows this, at some level, but for reasons not fully understood by me she is going along with the game.
When I was first assigned to this room I wanted to protest, the error seemed obvious, the stupidest principal could have seen it; but I have come to believe it was deliberate, that I have been betrayed again. Now it seems to make little difference.
This life-role is as interesting as my former life- role, which was that of a claims adjuster for the Great Northern Insurance Company, a position which compelled me to spend my time amid the debris of our civilization: After ten years of this one has a tendency to see the world as a vast junkyard, looking at a man and seeing only his potentially mangled parts, entering a house only to trace the path of the inevitable fire.
Therefore when I was installed here, although I knew an error had been made, I countenanced it, I was shrewd; I was aware that there might well be some kind of advantage to be gained from what seemed a disaster.
‘Me And Miss Mandible’ by Donald Barthelme – Short Story Magic Tricks
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