Like many
American high school students, I had to read this
story in
11th grade. I found it incredibly
moving and
disturbing at the same time. It's one of my favorite
short stories of all time.
So, in class, after we had read it, our teacher wanted to discuss and analyze the story. I sat in the front and thus was frequently asked upon. So the teacher looks at me, and asks, "So, Mike, can you tell us what you thought of the story?"
My mind was racing with the realization that I had recieved the best set up of my life to date, and that no one, especially the teacher saw this one coming. It was one of those glorious moments when you know you're going to have the perfect opportunity to make a brilliant joke, and all you have to do is have the proper timing and delivery.
I looked up at her, grinned mildly, and in a deadpan voice, said:
"I would prefer not to."