NEVER TEASE A DINOSAUR by Joseph F. Hannan

NEVER TEASE A DINOSAUR

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KIRKUS REVIEW

In this age of headline-making pre-adolescents with capes and sado-masochistic habits, it's always comforting to be reminded that the healthy, normally perverted ""rotten kid"" is still with us. And it's this kind of kid -- the sort who says the damndest things and eats an occasional daisy- that elementary school teacher Joseph Hannan writes about. His book contains memorabilia that brings back total and delightful recall to anybody who sauntered through twelve years of post-Dewey public school. It will evoke memories of the absolute chaos that ensued when a winged visitor invaded the pedagogic realm and the teacher who (between frenetic swings at the beast and convulsive, terrorized twitching) modulated ""it wouldn't hurt you, if you don't bother it"". On that mangiest, filthiest, welcomest sight, capable of producing advanced euphoria in an entire student body, the renegade cur in the cafeteria; of pea shooters, water pistols, school yard fights and punchball in February; of the sundry grandmothers killed off for lack of homework; of field trips, forgery (""My mother broke her arm"") and the failure of democratically organized student disciplinary boards (Penalty for talking in the auditorium- ""eat a bar of soap"".) Any all-grown-up rotten kid, who never covered a scrapbook in cellophane or got on the ""very-very-very-good list"", should love it.

Publisher: Holt, Rinehart & Winston