The Weird Kid In Class
There was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
There was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
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I went to a posh boarding school
There were 5 telephones between 500 of us (way before mobiles).
The 'phone rang and it was this kiddy's dad. Hence convoluted and very time-consuming act of getting said kiddie to the 'phone, and all of us waiting increasingly irately to pretend that we were 'phoning our girlfriends as opposed to our mums.
Kiddie turns up after about 10 minutes, out of breath from running. Stops. Looks nervous. Takes 'phone, snaps to attention and says "Yes Sir.". Continues conversation in said pose and manner.
So - weird parents instead I s'pose.
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 16:11, Reply)
There were 5 telephones between 500 of us (way before mobiles).
The 'phone rang and it was this kiddy's dad. Hence convoluted and very time-consuming act of getting said kiddie to the 'phone, and all of us waiting increasingly irately to pretend that we were 'phoning our girlfriends as opposed to our mums.
Kiddie turns up after about 10 minutes, out of breath from running. Stops. Looks nervous. Takes 'phone, snaps to attention and says "Yes Sir.". Continues conversation in said pose and manner.
So - weird parents instead I s'pose.
( , Fri 19 Jan 2007, 16:11, Reply)
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