The Continuing Adventures of Mr. Bagel

Some time ago, I wrote about a student that drew cartoons about me. Or, more accurately, Mr. Bagel—a character that developed because apparently, my name is so difficult to spell or pronounce (in case you missed it, there is tons of sarcasm in that last bit).

Well, the school year has ended, and as I mentioned last week, I had different plans. So, what was to be last week’s post is this week’s post. Here are some highlights of single-panel cartoons involving one of my apparent alter-egos: Mr. Bagel…

Two of my personal favorites.
The one on the left is me as a robot—I love how my hair sorta looks like an antenna.
The one on the right is, of course, Bob Ross. Note the vests on both figures.
Accidental two-parter.
On the left, it’s supposed to be me as a superhero (note the hair—she always drew it like a toupée). I wrote the “It’s Spiderman”.
On the right was the next day—as a follow-up.
After she drew the one on the left, I mentioned that it looked sort of like a Power Puff Girl. So, the student said, “Yeah, you’re Bubbles.” I’m partial to Buttercup, but Bubbles is my second fav.
On the right, you will see Paperjam Mr. Bagel. If you’re not familiar with the cartoon Gravity Falls, you won’t understand.
Dress-up days.
The left panel is of me as a detective. Note the top hat (that’s not a brim, that’s my hair) and pipe. I told her that was not my detective pipe and drew the one I own.
The right side is clearly labeled and I don’t even know how to feel about it.
After drawing the left panel, I noted that the student had neglected one finger on my left hand. So, obviously, blood had to be spurting out. When I was gifted the daily comic, I noticed that there were two sticky notes instead of just one. I drew a skeleton on the second one to demonstrate what could happen to an untreated wound. I was able to later show the student that she killed me (Mr. Bagel), which she denied.
I pointed out her signature on the back, proving it was her fault. If you look closely, you can see the signature through the paper, on the back of the skeleton paper.
Another exciting two-parter.
After the initial picture, I mentioned how my hair looked like it was floating in water. So, naturally, the student put me in the ocean to drown. Note the sharktapus on the left (the one drawn in red).
To prevent my drowning, I added a diving helmet.
If you have been wondering, I don’t know why most of the Mr. Bagels have a number like 3.0, or 5001, or whatever. It just is what it is.
The conclusion.
On the left, are Mr. Bagel and the little girl.
On the right (the last day of school), the little girl reminds Mr. Bagel that she knows a guy. A reference clear back to the beginning of it all.

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