“Daddy will you talk on career day?” Cleo asked.
“Career day?” William asked. Whatever it was he would do his best to grant his daughter’s request. She was a child of his old age his second youngest was sixteen when she was born. And Cleo was also the only girl.
“That’s when we bring the most interesting person we know to talk to the class.” Cleo said, “You are the smartest, bravest, kindest man in the whole world.”
“When do you want me there?”
“You need to be there Friday at 10:00 and you get to stay for lunch.”
“Oh, I know I’ll like that,” he shuddered at the idea of a school lunch, “It will be just wonderful honey.” Actually it would be good to see her school and her friends from the kindergarten class..
Friday came, William was dressed in his best uniform waiting with the other guests spread across the front of the room. One by one the guests spoke, some were very interesting. There was a cameraman for the local news, a builder who had just finished the new office on Main Street, and just before his turn the local garbage collector. That man loved his job.
Finally, he was at the podium. “Hello, kids! I’m a policeman who knows what that is?” There were several hands raised. For the most part the youngsters had good answers.
“My day starts with roll call just like yours, except instead of just checking to see who is there we are told what we need to keep our eyes open for. You see when things have been stolen we have to look for them and the people who took them. What do you think will happen to the people we find?”
“They’ll get sent to the principal’s office.” one youngster piped up.
“Well, first they go to jail, than a judge, I guess that’s a lot like going to the office.”
William thought about the kinds of things he actually had to do. How much could he say to this age group.
“One of the most interesting parts of my day is walking Miss Dimbley home from work. You see she was born with no arms and needs someone to see her home safely from work. Occasionally we stop by Starbucks for coffee. You should see her slip off her shoe and use her foot to drink the coffee like we would use our hands.”
“Haven’t you ever shot anyone?” One young fellow asked.
Sadly William looked at the class and slowly said, “Yes, sometimes you have to.” These were just children and didn’t need to know but so much about police work. “We always try to bring things to a peaceful end....”
Another young fellow piped up, “Bang, Bang, you’re dead!”
“That’s something we try to avoid, son.” What kind of a kid is this, He thought? “Will you come up here?” The fellow came to the front. William said, “What we would do is have the culprit spread them.” He put the boy’s hands on the teacher’s desk and gently searched him, explaining every step of the process, then took out his handcuffs and slipped them on the little troublemaker. The class was loving it then he released the youngster. And said, “Thank you for your help.”
The class liked him even better than the garbage collector.
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