Dueling with Stained Glass Supplies

While drawing a pattern down in the basement, the boys were running in and out of the room. Not paying much attention I settle down to my work, glad at the happy screams of delight from my children. Whilst contemplating on these blissfull reverberations, Beck interupted, "Dad, I'm having a little trouble getting this out, can you please help me?" So I saunter over to help him, and see Beck struggling to pull some zinc came out of the box. To my astonishment, I could see many pieces of 1/4 inch lead came twisted and krinkled up on the ground inside and outside the house. They tried to use the lead as swords, but when the only use seemed to some sort of lame whip, they went for the zinc due to its more preferred properties of fencing and various other forms of swordplay. At this moment, you may be sure, I was reminded of the joyous thrust and perry of Dad's ruler those many years ago - and smiled.