The Story of Sanders

Let the Games Begin

    "Okay, so tudayyyyy you will be writing a pre-assessment for your personal narrative," the sub said in a very non-enthusiastic way. I looked at her in disbelief as how she was ever hired. "Read the directions on the board, now get to work." All the well behaved kids began to speed away with their pencils and pens in hand. There sat Tobby and Platt staring at their papers giggling. After repeatedly reading the board for instructions, Tobby and Platt continued to stare at their papers. 

    "What do i doooooo?" Platt questioned slumping on his chair. The sub just stared at him and pointed at the board. Completely ignoring her, Platt got up and walked out of the room, everyone stared. 

    "Who is that foolish little boy?" the substitute asked. 

    "That's Eric," replied Gallery, Zuke, and Tobby laughing. The substitute was so naive to believe that those three were telling the truth.

    "Well that Eric boy is already starting to annoy me," she said. Minutes passed, Eric never returned... Silence was finally broken after a while when Eric returned, with his pants slumped down so that his back pockets were at his knees. I giggled a little, I mean who wouldn't. 

   "I'm a Mexican drug dealer!" Eric yelled. The sub just pretend like there wasn't a psychopath in her room and ducked under her desk to avoid looking at- whatever he was.

   Next, Tobby ruined her life and substitute career by his first shout of the many more to come. "Mrs. Sanders!!!!!! How do you spell and?" Tobby screamed across the whole room. 

     "First of all, my name is Mrs. Thomas," she said rising from beneath the desk, "and you spell and like a-n-d," Mrs.Thomas replied. An outburst of laughing spread across the whole room. Relaine, Tanya, Baiden, Meremy, Sealenor, and myself couldn't contain our laughter. That was the beginning of how Sanders was named...