He sat back uncomfortably as he gazed @ his new students. Life was always hard for Greenhorns.
He slowly opened the book on his desk as if he were ‘fraid he might cause offense, cleared his throat, & said, “OK, ¿now who can tell me the words to the national anthem?”
The other students only stared back @ him in fear & confusion.
“¿Nobody? O… Well, it’s ‘Free as a Tumbleweed,’ apparently. Let’s move on.”
Meanwhile, outside, the substitute teacher’s voice could be heard ‘mong the dry wind by Zelda, stalking round their trailer with a gun in-hand, fighting back spies.