“Oh no! I’m going to have to wash my trousers again!”
There was a second of silence before the giggling started. Joe blushed a shade of pink as the class turned to look at him. He hadn’t meant to speak out.
Sister Ann put down the book she had been reading from and glared at him..
“Joe, why are you disturbing the class?” she asked seething with anger.
“I’m sorry Sister, It’s only that I can see the clothes line from here and the wind just blew my trousers off…” He said pointing outside the window towards the hostel block.
That was a cute (and clever) story, Shruti…
Thank you Ted 🙂
Good one…so typical!