Old fighter pilot goes to his great-grandchild's 7th grade class to talk about his experiences. He tells the class, ""I remember one time, me and my squadron was comin' back from escortin' some B-17 and we're almost over the Channel, when one a dem Fokkers come out of a cloud..."" A few kids chuckle at this but the old guy keeps going. ""Me and my wingman took care of him right quick, but then two more Fokkers show up..."" There's more laughter and the teacher's starting to look annoyed; the pilot doesn't care: ""...and it's a real dog-fight, all of us shootin' every which way and we got 'em just about handled when outa nowhere four more Fokkers..."" The class just bursts into laughter and the teacher interrupts. ""Now, children. I know you're all enjoying your little jokes, but you should know that many of the German fighter planes were produced by confiscated factories belonging to the Dutch aeronautics firm Fokker."" The pilot is nodding along to all this. ""That true, ma'am, but the day I'm talking about, those Fokkers were Messerschmitts.""