So, the other day my friends and I were remembering some good times in grade school. We did a play on the Jungle Book during fifth grade that was a successful failure. The first few scenes played out right, until we got to the chase scene where we were supposed to run around the gym, Bagheera tripped, making Mowgli trip, and then Baloo, until we were all sprawled on our backs on the floor like a tipped over domino line. Needless to say, we were the laughing stock of the school for the next few weeks.
During middle school, we had a rather....weird, Life Science teacher to say the least. She threw stress balls at angry people. And growled at her computer. There was a kid in our class that always wore his shorts below his hips so one day, she made him stand up in front of the entire class and pull up his shirt. There was a bright line of heart printed boxers showing, which made the entire class erupt in fits of the giggles. The teacher made him pull up his shorts and sit back down. So the kid thought he'd be smart and pulled them down again when she turned around. He thought she wouldn't notice, she did. Made him stand back up again, and pull up his shorts. We called him Captain Underpants for the rest of the year.
Watashi no namae wa Roojii desu. My name's Rosie, I'm fifteen years old currently having the time of my life in high school. I'm rather simple, with strange friends behind me.
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