Donald Harry Roberts
.“Yes. Maybe I will dare.” Timothy cheered. “And I dare you Mr. Cavalier, if you have the courage?” “Sometimes Mr. Mundanie, What looks like courage is stupidity. However, if you chose to be stupid then I must follow and try to keep you from something totally disastrous.” The midnight trumpets sounded and suddenly the streets were abandoned and silent, almost silent. "Who won the battle on the Plains of Abraham?” Timothy Chyme? Timothy Chyme. Are you paying attention?" Mrs. White's angry tone crashed into Timothy thought and startled him back to the classroom. Mrs. White was already to scold him for daydreaming again, but he stood and answered the question. "The Battle of the Plains of Abraham fought on the 13th day of September 1759 was an important moment in the seven years' war and in Canadian history. A British invasion force led by General James Wolfe defeated French troops under the Marquis de Montcalm, leading to the surrender of Québec to the British." Astonished Mrs. White replied. "Correct young man but I know you were not completely attentive. Just what were you thinking about besides history?” Timothy Chyme smiled devilishly and answered as honestly as he could. "Ma'am, You would not believe me if I told you, so it is best I keep it to myself." Then he retook his seat and waited for the repercussions of his insolence, which never came. Mrs. White just stood there staring menacingly at him for a moment then turned away and went on with the class. If you did not get it, Timothy, essentially, however politely it seemed, told the teacher to shut up and mind her own business, in a diplomatic way that is, sort of. Timothy turned his head and let his thoughts follow his gaze out the window. The mundane world faded and once again he was back in Majixland, on the brink of battle.
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