Sorry guys, but I just had to add this.
Freaking hilarious.
The school days just started, and it was my brother's first few days in school.
These are the funniest things about them so far:
June 4, Monday.
Azriel: Let's go!
Me: Go where?
Azriel: School!
Me: School won't start in three hours (he's having afternoon classes in kindergarten).
Azriel: Oh. Okay.
(Three seconds later)
Azriel: Let's go!
Me: It's not twelve o'clock yet.
Azriel: You said three hours!
Me: Exactly!
Azriel: I already counted to three!
June 5, Tuesday.
Me: Azri! Come on! You'll be late for school!
Azriel: (From upstairs) I don't want to go to school anymore!
Me: Why not?
Azriel: (Going down the stairs) All they do is draw and sing and dance and all things for babies!
Me: Well, kindergarten here is different from kindergarten in other countries (Our cousin is also in kindergarten, but in America).
Azriel: (Finally downstairs) So kindergarten here is for babies?
Me: Not exactly... What are you doing?
(Azriel climbs on a chair and reached for his piggy bank)
Azriel: (Gets down) I'm gonna take my savings and fly to America.
Me: And what would you do with fifty pesos?
Azriel: I'm gonna buy angel wings!
When we finally get to his school.
Azriel: (Does not want to get inside the gates).
Me: Why don't you want to go to school?
Azriel: My classmates are babies. They may be older than me, but they're still babies. They baby talk to each other. The teacher baby talks them. I don't understand a thing. Why can't I fly to America?
Me: (Laughs) You need more than fifty pesos and a Halloween costume to fly to America. (Walks him to his classroom) Now be a good boy. It's okay if you don't talk to others. You can't understand them if you do anyway.
Azriel: (Nods).
The kids were sitting on the mats on the floor while the tables were aligned to the back of the classroom.
Azriel: (Walks around his classmates, takes a chair from the side of the room, drags it to the tables and sits there).
Girl: (Approaches) Hello! You sit?
In case you're wondering, I can hear from outside since the door is near the back.
Azriel: (Acting like a Professor) Very good for observation! Ten points for whichever House you're from, and twice those points from your House because you see that I'm sitting down, but you had to ask to make sure you're correct. (Now the Sorting Hat) Not very bright...hmm not in Ravenclaw...you are not worthy to be in Slytherin...perhaps Hufflepuff...kind enough to talk to me...but also brave enough to give me such a stupid question... GRYFFINDOR!
In case you're wondering again, he is a die-hard Potterhead at the age of five, since I read him the Harry Potter series as bedtime stories. Also, I hate to admit that he's a Slytherin supremacist and despises Gryffindors because, as he colorfully told my other younger brother, "you choose to die instead of your loved one, and you fail to realize that the evil guy would still kill that loved one after he kills you."
June 6, Wednesday, Dinner time.
Dad: Who is that boy who sticks his tongue out everytime he sees you?
Azriel: I do not know of his name. Nor do I care. And neither should I find out. He is an insignificant human being not worthy of my time and attention.
Dad: Ariadne...what part of Half Blood Prince are you in now?
Me: We're still at Order of the Phoenix, Dad.
Dad: Well, he's talking more like Snape each passing day. Or maybe Riddle, if you notice the hidden meaning of his words.
One last thing if you're still wondering. Im not a dropout. I still go to school. It's just that their school year starts on June 4 while mine starts in 13.
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