When I was in the fifth grade, I was walking to school and saw a windstrewn El Paso mayoral election campaign sign (for Don Henderson). On a whim I picked it up, took it with me to school and propped it up next to my seat.
This gave my homeroom 5th grade teacher, Mrs. Priscilla
This gave my homeroom 5th grade teacher, Mrs. Priscilla
Davis (www3.legacy.com/obituaries/elp…), who was a great teacher, an idea. She decided to hold a mayoral race in the classroom. She decided I could be incumbent Don Henderson and she chose Paula (mumble mumble) to be the challenger, Ray Salazar. We each were allowed to produce a campaign
"commercial" and we would also have a debate. This is where things sadly start to reflect real life. My "commercial" (acted out in front of the class) was slick and entertaining and during the debate Paula was earnest and had obviously prepared more than me, my comebacks were
were better and I played better to the audience of 10 year olds. When the class voted, I as Don Henderson won (IIRC, the real Don Henderson lost). What I also gained, unfortunately, was my first thin veneer of cynicism.
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