Mutantes:
Remember that not long ago I told the altercation I had with my professor literautra? If you do not agree, pass through here: Chronicles Cole: The day I almost murderer to my teacher ...
Well for a change, I had another altercation, but with another teacher, the same course, in the 4th high school ... I'll start saying "starring" in this post.
Wesley (I, the victim), César (my school pranks foot), ET (dwarf trinchudo), Prof (the other victim), Assistant , Vilchez (Informant, gossip, Sobon, acusete, etc, and a little gay), Mom (Yes, mom!)
5 years ago ...
teacher's class was more than normal. ET Caesar and later sat in the row that was against the teacher's desk. I was sitting behind them can not remember who. Vilchez was in line at the right side. The teacher was giving her class. Yes, back.
In those days in my room and my room was just so throwing chickens (spit) as follows:
Put them your fingers in position to play marbles, depostiabas some chicken in your finger, as if he were throwing smite a marble. And presto, the spit flying. It used to do little ones and medium that great for never slipping out of hand.
- blablabla, then, blablabla ...
Cesar was laughing silently and cachasientamente (without shame). Suddenly I see the dwarf trinchudo making positions to shoot a chicken, I start to laugh and think he will pull. I see that the chicken was huge and did not wait even a second and threw it ... I laughed silently as she watched the first chick exorbitatntes magnitude triggered by a finger ...
I laughed but when I saw that the chicken had fallen into the pants of the teacher! Almost at the knee, but on the back, I mean that the teacher did not realize ...
That day everything was normal. Until next week ...
The teacher came to class, our locations were the same ... The teacher came in, looked around, searching for something, I looked ...
- student, leave the room please ...
- oO! But teacher, por'qué, I did ?!!!!
- Retire I said.
- = O! But ..
- who withdraws or call the assistant ...
- = (
I was leaving when I hear you say ...
- And do not re-enter my class more ...
- [WTF!! ] But pe teacher tell me that is pulling me in his class.
I ignored
- [Old manicero MTCR!] - I think as I walk away like a dog, sorry.
I tried for 3 weeks, 3 weeks! entering class and the old man bouncing ... I do not know what to do ...
certain kind of mathematics which the teacher was absent, the assistant entered the room to avoid scandal and we began to ask that as we went and stuff. So I told him that building my case ...
- Auxi, the professor of literature will not let me go to class and do not know why! If you did not do anything, just boot without telling me why ...
- Ahh ... you are the one the teacher told me ... He said someone told you you dial spit on his pants.
- oO
The looks around the room pointed to Vilchez ...
- CSM ... who was the wimp who said that ... - I mean looking at Vilchez.
- Oe weon, Vilchez knocking webas finger on, if I was the one who threw the chicken. - I said ET.
- If you weon bad shit. - Cesar joins the conversation.
- I go to reveal eg.
- Quiet weon, I will not say anything
- Jodel to Vilchez weon.
- Yes, I know, it just recreational ...
The assistant leaves, the recess bell rings, I grab my backpack. Cesar and I are ET.
- MTCR Oe! That shit do that ...
- Ah? - Vilchez is surprised.
- Webon, you've seen me throw the chicken?
- you you were laughing then, who else will be.
- mannered Hey ... if you know I have not been, you idiot, I laughed like many others I laughed. Your mouth to talk crap and be idiots not gossiping?
- Oh no, you you were laughing then, so I thought ...
- Calla bone shit ... any asshole could have laughed and were throwing finger ... I also I could tell it was you.
- Oh no because I do not do these things ...
- If you dickhead, what you do is to be the snitch Ctm teachers ... ... and now as I walk to class ...
- Ay not know, bye. Vilchez
goes, let me stand, I was with a desire to kill him, but Cesar and ET controlled me ...
The next week ...
- But Professor, you can not do that. Can not rely on what a student says to judge my son - my old lady says.
- But because they have been seen laughing.
- But I was not professional, I laughed like any other because I saw the spit on his trousers.
- But ...
- No teacher, my son and missed a month of your course because you only based on the ideas of a child.
- But if not you who was.
- do not going to say porphyry, that is to pull finger and not me.
- then not go because I want to say who he is.
My old begins to transform ...
- Look teacher, or let my son go, and right now I will address and speak with the Director! [redundancy, lol] I tell you that does not let my son because another student told a lie. - I said half-faced demon.
- oO !!!!!!! Okay ma'am, but quiet ...
- > = \u200b\u200bD [lero lero]
- As Michael, I'm going, take care and do not hang out with those ruffians.
- If mom =).
Chau - Chau teacher.
- Mrs. Chau ...
I look at professional jojolete faced. Entered the room.
- Look who it is ...!!! - Shout Caesar.
- = O! - The living room ...
- was it? - Question ET.
- Nothing, my mom talked to the profession.
- You said it was me?
- No, still with us. - I direct my gaze to Vilchez - shell Cabro your mother!
And once again the world was saved thanks to ... Mom! XDDDDD
PS:
- Yeah yeah, I know, the end is aggressive but, as I said before: I have nothing against gays, before it was very daring, nothing more.
- Info on the REU blogger:
- Day: Saturday 29 (mean, am)
- Time: 17:00.
- Place: Parque Kenedy (front of Church) - Miraflores
The phrase comes thanks to RDSlater : If falling in love is a dream, marriage is the alarm clock.
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