The Accidental Genius
Mrs. Blackburn finished writing on the chalkboard. She stepped back to get a different perspective on the squiggles and saw she had solved the much-vaunted "porcupine in a dimly lit basket" equation.
"Oops," she gasped, "I didn't mean to show off my genius But it was too late. Five second-graders were whispering to each other and taking pictures instead of notes. One fired up the internet and cackled deviously. Another held a pistol while a walkie-talkie squawked "ten-four, good buddy , lady with the answer to interrogation
The tromping of boots came from the playground. "Recess" Mrs. Blackburn called it, but it was really a secret code word for her agents The education militia was moving in.
