Well, one day, we did just that. It was weird because I remember it being music class–but I guess the teacher was satisfied with our rendition of ‘Don’t throw your junk in my backyard’, so we got to play ‘Win, Lose, or Draw’.
Things were going quite well, all the words were pretty easy most of them were under five letters. It was my classmate, Jordan’s turn to draw.
“Dog!” I exclaimed.
“That’s correct, Jinny.” said the teacher, “Come on up here, it’s your turn.”
It was my turn. I was excited. I loved this game–I was a pretty good artist.
I skip up to the front of the class. The teacher lets me peek at the word she scribbled on a piece of paper. MUG.
Uh…What’s a MUG? It must have shown on my face because then my teacher asked “Do you want a second look?”
I nodded. Maybe it was MUD. She lets me peek again. MUG.
I nod. It’s fine–I’ll just start drawing–someone will just guess it I’m sure. It’s not like what Jordan drew really looked like a dog…
I pick up the chalk and put it on the board. My strategy was to stay non-committal as my classmates attempted to decipher my drawing.
Just short strokes,
Perhaps with a squiggle.
Some going horizontal,
Some going vertical.
My teacher finally stepped in. “Let’s try a different word.”
Another piece of paper, another scribbled word. CAT.
Now that’s more like it.