|"Hey, hey, we're the Monkees!"|
Selection is from a teaching memoir--Schoolboy--that I will soon be uploading to Amazon/Kindle ...
Friday, 13 January 1967. Aurora Middle School. Aurora, Ohio.
The Monkees are staying at the Inn!
The kids are sure of it. They’ve known for months that the group will be performing in Cleveland on 15 January. And Micky-Mike-Peter-Davy have to stay somewhere while they’re in town, right? Around the school the story outraces even Rumor himself.
From my classroom window I can see the Aurora Inn, right across the old football field, now our playground. The kids will go outside for lunch recess today. It’s in the forties. No snow. No mud. Later, eating lunch in my room, I watch gangs of girls sprinting across the field (convicts escaping from minimum security!), luckless lunch supervisors chasing behind, arms waving, a wasted effort. A silent film: Keystone Kops chasing Chaplin.
Later, the girls trudge back, weighted with the worst news …
… the Monkees are not staying at the Inn.
Detentions await them … it’s Friday the Thirteenth, for sure.