N.S.
Friday
Afternoon
Last lesson

Mrs. Beaker, the N.S. teacher collected our N.S. tests in and put them in her steel cabinet. For those who don't know, N.S. is shortened for the term 'Natural Science, in the olden days you would've called it Biology, but I think we only call it that in high school, which is to more years, no, one year. I am in grade six and I am in Natalie Du Plessis's class but for short, we say NDP.

I sit right at the back with Shelly next to me and in front diagonally across is Pasta (Mack), he is always sitting near me, we even once had an argument at the teacher that both of us got there first but none wanted to move. But that is a story for another time...

Anyways, Mrs. Beaker asked us a question and Pasta was feeling like 'genius', thinking he knew the answer so he had put his hand up, but waving it wildly in the air and jumping in his seat.

"Stop it!" She screamed and Pasta looked taken back and Mrs. Beaker said, much more calmed down," This is what you looked like."

Then Mrs. Beaker mimicked Pasta, as Mrs. Beaker was jumping up and down on the edge of the table, the other side was going up and down and then Mrs. Beaker tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as if nothing ever happened and said something that made all of us alarmed even more,"I thought you were falling off your chair."

We all burst out laughing. Soon enough the bell rung to signal the start of weekend and end of school, for now though, we still have you come back on Monday, fortunate for some and unfortunate for others.

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Hi again! Did you laugh? Smile? Or at least shake your head at how messed up they are??
XoXo,
Judy Harris