"Purple Flowers"

        Once upon a time, there was a boy named Tim, nicknamed "Tiny Timmy." One day at school, the bully decided to pick on him on the playground. "Give me your lunch money," the bully demanded.

        Tiny Timmy was in a panic. The bully demanded his lunch money! What would he do? Out of panic, he screamed the first thing that comes to mind on the top of his lungs. "PURPLE FLOWERS!" The bully ran crying to the recess monitor and informed her about what happened.

        The recess monitor frowned and approached Tiny Timmy. "That boy over there - " the recess monitor pointed to the bully, still crying. "Ran over crying to me. What happened?"

        Tiny Timmy replied, "The bully was trying to steal my lunch money. Some stuff went down and then the bully went crying to you. And so, here we are."

        The recess monitor rose an eyebrow. "What kind of stuff?"

        "Purple flowers," Tiny Timmy said with a shrug.

        The recess monitor gasped. "You are in so much trouble! Go to your teacher!" Tiny Timmy walked inside to his classroom to speak with his teacher.

        The teacher welcomed Tiny Timmy inside and sat him down. "So, the recess aide sent you to me. What happened?" the teacher asked.

        "Well, a bully was trying to steal my lunch money and some stuff went down and then the bully went crying to the recess aide and the recess aide told me to go to you. And so, here we are," Tiny Timmy explained.

        "What kind of stuff?" the teacher asked calmly.

        "Purple flowers," Tiny Timmy replied with a shrug.

        The teacher was horrified. Purple flowers! How dare he! "Go to the principal's office!" Tiny Timmy does so.

        At the principal’s office, the principal was sitting in a large and comfortable-looking chair. He had his hands crossed over his mouth. When Tiny Timmy arrived, the principal said, "You're the one they call Tiny Timmy, right?" Tiny Timmy nodded. "Well, I know that your teacher sent you to me. What happened?"

        "Well, this bully was trying to steal my lunch money and... some stuff went down. The bully went crying to the recess aide, the recess aide sent me to the teacher and the teacher sent me to you. And so, here we are." Tiny Timmy explained.

        "What kind of stuff?"

        "Purple flowers."

        The principal was mortified. How could a first grader say something such as purple flowers?!

        "You're expelled from this school! Go home!" the principal roared. Tiny Timmy did as he was told and walked home.

        After the short walk home, his mother was not surprised to see him home. "I got a call saying that you got expelled from school! What happened?"

        "Well, this bully was trying to steal my lunch money and... some stuff went down. The bully went crying to the recess aide, the recess aide sent me to the teacher, the teacher sent me to the principal's office, and the principal expelled me and told me to go home. And so, here we are." Tiny Timmy explained.

        "What kind of stuff?" Tiny Timmy's mother asked carefully.

        "Purple flowers," Tiny Timmy replied without a care in the world.

        Tiny Timmy's mother, to say the least, was mortified. How could her sweet Tiny Timmy say such a thing? "Go to your room until your father gets home!" Tiny Timmy, his head hung low, went up stairs and into his room.