The class was buzzing. We were getting a new teacher. (Our old teacher left when we nearly set her hair on fire) All of a sudden a voice called out, “Class, please quiet down”. We all turned around to see a middle aged lady; her hair was black and straight. I wondered when she walked in.
“Does anyone have a paperclip”, she asked?
I was surprised by her question, but I raised my hand along with eight other kids. Then she pulled out a 20′ long chain of paperclips from her purse. She gathered the paperclips and attached them to the end of the chain. Then, she got out tape, and in a zig-zagged manner, taped it to the sides of the classroom door. Then out came six nails and a hammer.
We were all very confused when she started hammering the nails where the tape was.
“Excuse me miss, why are you doing that?”, a girl named Vivian asked.
“To keep teachers out”, answered the teacher.
“But, you’re a teacher”, someone else said.
Then she smiled, put on a wig and a mustache. “Now am I a teacher?”, she asked.
Then she told us it was time to learn. But, instead of asking us to take out our textbooks, she pulled out 21 pairs of wing-parachute-looking things. She showed us how to put them on and then told us to line up in front of the window.
She walked back and forth in front of the line until everyone had one on. Then she pushed the first person in line out the window!