Childhood memories?!

Childhood memories?

Roxy

Well...
When I was in first grade, we had this really "bad" kid.
You know...there's always the class nut.
Let's call him Ed.
My school used to have a lot of students,
but the population's gotten real low.
So there were a lot of empty classrooms.
He stole someone's crayons or something
and the Teacher, let's call her Mrs. Johnson,
told him to spend "quiet, alone time"
in the empty adjacent room.
After 2 lessons, which is about...close to an hour,
she told my friend Jen to get Ed back.
"He's finished with his alone time," she said.
Jen opens the classroom door, looks in, and closes it.

By this time, we're all staring.
I'm sitting right next to the teacher's huge desk and Jen whispers, "Ed's not there. Should I...er...go look for him?"
We as little kids didn't know the seriousness of this.
All the staff were panicking and whatnot.
We found out about an hour later that he ran away to him Grandmother's house.
It's surprising I still remember.

Anyway, he pulled the same stunt three years ago.
When I was in seventh grade.
Yeah, well...once a class nut, always a class nut.
Just a nice story.

^_^!