The Project

Charlie’s teacher wasn’t amused with Charlie’s diorama project. What was the big idea of a six-year-old handing in a crushed shoebox containing crumpled-up fast-food wrappers, crushed cigarette butts, unfurled (and unused? she hopes) condoms, blood-rusted razorblades, hypodermic needles, and three baby teeth? The assignment was to recreate your family’s living room. She gave him a big fat red “F”.
When Charlie went home that afternoon and his dad saw the grade scrawled on the shoebox lid, he smacked Charlie so hard across the jaw that a fourth tooth flew from the boy’s mouth and joined the others in the shoebox.