By Kent V Anderson
It’s test day. I haven’t studied, nor have I done my 5th grade homework assignment.
Luckily, today we have a substitute teacher. So, I go and sit right behind Rhonda.
But Rhonda covers up her test sheet!
I raise my hand.
The substitute teacher calls on me.
I ask if I can sit somewhere else.
The teacher asks why.
I tell her I can’t see the whiteboard from here.
The teacher says I don’t need to, everything is on the test.
I raise my hand again.
The teacher calls on me.
I ask if someone else can sit in Rhonda’s desk.
Ha! Sounds just like a fifth-grade boy. Good job.
Thanks! I know fifth grade quite well, since I experienced it twice.
I don’t know why, but I did get a good out-loud laugh out of the last line.
Don
(former substitute teacher who lived to tell about it)
If you had been the substitute teacher that day, would you have let someone else sit in Rhonda’s desk, after you laughed?
I can’t help but think the narrator is Calvin… Well done, Kent
Thanks!
A fifth grade boy might, never a girl!
Yeah–that was a GREAT last line! Smart kid; quick on the uptake!