Biletele în ora de matematica

Biletele în ora de matematica

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Fri, Jul 22, 2016<5 mins
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Era ora de matematica , profesorul scria la tabla iar doi copii își trimiteau biletele , asta insemnand ca celor doi copii nu le pasa ce scria profesorul la tabla . Intr o zi profesorul scriise la tabla iar cei doi își trimiteau biletele , dar dintr o data profesorul se intoarsese si ii vazuse pe cei doi elevi . Cei doi nu au vrut sa recunoască , iar atunci profesorul a inceput sa le caute celor doi prin ghiozdănel, buzunare si penare . Într un final profesorul gasise biletele si le aratasera celor doi . Pentru ce au făcut cei doi elevi trebuia sa își ispiteasca pedeapsa așa ca profesorul le a dat o pedeapsă pentru tot anul școlar . Pedeapsa a fost ca cei doi copiii sa facă curățenie in clasa . Sa spele pe jos , sa mature , sa șteargă praful , sa șteargă tabla , sa aranjeze băncile . De cand au primit pedeapsa cei doi elevi nu si au mai trimis biletele in timpul orei de matematica si nici in alte ore . După cateva zile de făcut curățenie copiii spusera ca nu mai pot .
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