Talent Share Friday (An Excerpt From My Long Awaited and Critically Acclaimed Memoir)

“What have you brought to share with us today, Kellen?”

Ms. Carol’s excitement for teaching had died the day the Cold War ended. Now, she relished any moment where she wasn’t standing in front of those beady-eyed snotdrizzlers. Sure, Talent Share Friday was 30 minutes set aside for the kids to feel validated in their “uniqueness”, but it was also her allotted time to dream about what today might be like had the Russians had the stones to press the big red button. She could’ve been a hive queen.

“Um… Ms. Carol, I’m a little nervous…”


Ms. Carol’s daydream had collided with reality again. Damn it. She composed herself.

“Show us what you’ve got, little snowflake.”

Kellen took a deep breath.

“Hi, my name is Kellen and I’m in class 6B. Today I’ll be sharing with you all the keys of the keyboard.”

Kellen took a deep breath.

“F1, F2, F3, F4, F5, F6, F7, F8, F9, F10, F11, F12, power switch.”

He took another deep breath.

“Reverse apostrophe/tilde, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8,9,0, — =, delete.”

Beads of sweat formed on his pale, mousy face. His bowl cut stuck to his forehead.

“Tab, q, w, e, r, t, y, u, i, o, p, open bracket, closed bracket, forward slash, caps lock, A, S, D, F, G, H, J, K, L, semi-colon, apostrophe, return.”

His breathing grew shallow. The blood in his face drained to his toes. They began to swell.

“Shift, Z, x, c, v, b, n, m, comma, period, back slash, shift Again.”

He gasped. The room spun. Ms. Carol was angrily chanting and waving a flag again. She really, really scared him. He had to finish.

“Function, control, option, command, space, command, option, left arrow, up arrow, down arrow, right arrow.”

He bowed, sweat flew off of his forehead, and then, just as the wall did in 1989, he collapsed.

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