move it

he took his hand and moved it like it was a bird.
“this is how it went”, he said. he kept moving it.
all of the children looked on and nodded, mentally noting the gestures that he made.
the smallest child, the one that looked a bit unfinished, whispered something that he couldn’t quite hear.
“what’s that?” he said. “you there, with the dungarees. what did you say?”
the child scrambled up and stood bravely in front of him.
“that isn’t how it went”, said the child. “it was more like this”.
he took his hand and moved it like it was a snake.
the children gasped, and one fainted.