Short story: A modern educashun, by Shelley Burne-Field

Short story: A modern educashun, by Shelley Burne-Field

The school bus pulled into a crowded car park by the sea. The doors burst open but no school children piled out. Rowan Primmer had contorted his six foot four frame halfway down the bus steps, halting any stampede. Only heat, giggles, a foul smell, and occasional screeches exploded past the tall older man who mused that these days he acted less like a teacher and more like a piece of plasticine, cushioning students from his own jadedness as well…