School Days

“Become a teacher, he said.  You’ll get summers off, he said.  Molding young minds is rewarding, he said.  Except he left out this part of the job.”

“Talking to yourself again, Tom?”  Liam stepped into the room and let out an expletive.  “I was wondering what was taking you so long.  I thought we were going out for a drink to celebrate the last day of school.  What the heck happened?”

“Those brats are possessed.”

“You’re over reacting just a bit, aren’t you?”

“Am I?”  Tom watched Liam gingerly step over a pool of vomit, before sitting on the desk facing him.

“They’re six-year-olds, little more than babies.”  Liam said.

“Except they act more like the plague.”

Liam’s eyes fell on something in the corner.  “Tom?”

“It’s poop.  I’m not sure whose.  They’re little, feral animals, every one of them.”

“Look on the bright side, you’ve two months of freedom.”

“It’s not enough.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“Today, I got kneed in the nuts.”

“An accident.”

“Maybe.  It happened while wrestling the scissors away from Peter, who was cutting Lucy’s hair.  While my back was turned, Angie spit in my drink.”

“Come on!”

“Katie added a booger for good measure.  The class sat giggling as I gulped down the contents of my water bottle.  Robert told me about it as I removed the glue stick he shoved up his nose.  I sent him to the nurse because he put another one in a different part of his body.  Then Jen bit me and threatened to say I punched her if I sent her to the principal.”

“You’re a grown man.  How could you let this happen?”

“The worst part is, this was the best day I’ve had all year.  So, are you going to untie me, or what?”

 

 

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  9 comments for “School Days

  1. June 13, 2017 at 9:35 pm

    Yikes! Kids can’t be that bad… Can they? I agree with Tom, it must be demonic possession. Hilarious ending. You always know how to throw a bender.

    • June 14, 2017 at 8:49 am

      Lol! It depends on the child, I would imagine. I’ve heard stories! I would have little patience for bad behavior; it’s why I’m not a teacher.

      • June 14, 2017 at 9:33 am

        I always joke that if I had kids, I would pop out a couple of robots. Program ’em to be adults 😂😂

  2. June 14, 2017 at 9:39 am

    Lol! It’s possible. I was lucky! Kids are definitely kids, but mine have been calm, happy, have scholarly interests, and can be reasoned with. I’ve had more than one teacher say “XXX is so courteous and polite. He/She doesn’t think like a child.” I embrace those moments for the ones where they act like typical brats.

  3. June 14, 2017 at 12:45 pm

    Hahaha! That’s so epic!
    “Kids like the plague..”

  4. June 18, 2017 at 8:36 am

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    • June 20, 2017 at 4:53 pm

      Thanks! I’ll check it out!

      • June 21, 2017 at 2:05 am

        Welcome!

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