One day I, Molly, was sitting in the blazing heat of the classroom wishing I could be anywhere else. I sneezed twice. I saw that there was no toilet roll to blow my nose with so I went up to the teacher and asked “Miss, can I go and get some toilet roll?” “Yeah, of course!” replied the teacher.
I plodded down to the store room in the usual way. I saw that the door to the store room was wide open and walked in. I noticed that a small door in the corner of the room was slightly ajar. Curiosity got the better of me, so I walked in and went down the stairs, soon to find plush chairs, fondue fountain, plasma screen TVs, outdoor and indoor pools, a sauna and much, much more.
I heard footsteps behind me. “Hey, what are you doin’ in here? Are you a teacher?” said the voice of the school caretaker. He was wearing a dressing gown and had cucumber slices over his eyes. “No!” I exclaimed, starting to panic, “I’m … eh, the head of the board of management.”
He couldn’t see me with the cucumber over his eyes so he just replied “Oh! Sorry ma’am! Go ahead!” Then I realised that Miss was probably wondering where I was, so I plodded back up to the classroom. As I ascended the stairs, I saw a foot tapping lightly against the ground. I rose to the top of the stairs to see the full figure of Miss looking at me sternly.
“So you saw our new staff room.” She said.
“Yes,” I replied nervously. I expected her to shout at me and give me extra homework, but to my great surprise, she fell to her knees and cried:
“I’ll do anything! I’ll give you extra privileges if you don’t tell anyone!!! None of the students are meant to know about it!!!”
I took advantage of this outburst and said:
“Only if you let me go to the staff room whenever I want and use all the stuff there.”
“Ok.” she said.
After that, school got much better. I enjoyed my long trips to the “bathroom” every day. That was a good day.
By The Three Girligans of Fifth Class.
