Welcome to the blog for Prof. John Talbird's English 221 class. The purpose of this site is two-fold: 1) to continue the conversations we start in class (or to start conversations BEFORE we get to class) and 2) to practice our writing/reading on a weekly basis in an informal forum.

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

A-Z story..

April 1st he couldn't wait to get to class, and be a clown without getting in trouble. Balloon all filled with air. Can't wait to hear the teacher fart! "Don't do it stop being silly, you’re going to get suspended “I told him. "Every time I want to have a little fun you act like a scared pussy cat sheesh", he responded irritated. Forget it don't know why I still bother but yup that's my brother. Good story for dinner today when mom hears the news. He never really listens anyways, pas but whooping stopped hurting after a while. I'm always the big sister who has to be supposedly in charge of his idiotic actions, meanwhile what I really can do is just watch. Just before my teacher sat down my brother had the biggest smile on his face, stupid kid laughed before it even happened. "Karen" the teacher yells out the names on the attendance sheet, as his but pushes back into the seat. Laughter exploding through the classroom, fingers pointing towards the teacher who's now grabbing the fart balloon he just set off. "My god Mr. Where are your manners! My brother sarcastically shouts out. Nobody realizes it but I know, all he wants is there attention he's thirst for it feeds upon their responses to his stupid tricks. "Open your desk Mr. I heard some weird noises over there" my brother insist... Putting the attendance sheet down he heads over to the desk furiously, you can see the anger in him; eyes sharp as an owl a red texture to his face veins all screaming out. Quietly all the students sit back and observe what's going to happen once that deal fly’s open. Rapidly flying back into a scream the teacher dodges a frog who just flew out the desk. So yea same thing again,  you guessed it everyone starts laughing historically except for me, I'm already ahead of the game wondering what this buffoon  has planned next . "This classroom is a mess Mr. What's going on my!" My brother comments as if he somehow were surprised. Underneath the carpet there seemed to be another surprise, you could see it clearly with the random bump in the middle of the  train, can't believe they still have these stupid carpets how old are we five. Violently flipping the carpet my teacher just let loose a couple of flying birds out of there cage. What an idiot, he could have suffocated the poor birds. Xylophones in the classroom start ringing as all the kids decide to get up and go crazy, it's not even time for music class, we haven't done anything yet! You come to school to learn, yet your stupid brother thinks it's his playground. Zoo... Yeah that’s exactly what you can call my classroom, and no this doesn't only happen on April fools.

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