Higher Learning:

    A Former Student Remembers Life With “Mr. J”

It’s 9:00am on a Monday morning. I’m walking into the classroom of Mr. Chris Johnson when a little foam dart hits me in the chest. I look up and see “Mr. J” sitting at his desk, brandishing his Nerf dart gun with a smile.

“Didn’t hurt,” I say.

He smiles again. “I’ll have to get a paintball gun, then.”

I laugh and then find my desk.

“Mitt Romney or Newt Gingrich?” I ask.

“Chris Christie!” He shoots back.

“That’s just because you like his name!” a student from the back of the room chimes in.Read More »