2/3 They splutter and point. From the back, I hear the teacher… “Is that another egg?!”
ANOTHER?!
So the teacher starts wading through his class to get to me and the egg (which I can now see is boiled). All the while trying to figure out where it came from and whether there were any more. He confiscates the egg, while I try not to die laughing
Story time! Taught a Gr 7/8 class today. Doing my thing. Talking. Imparting wisdom. Cracking jokes. When the two boys sitting directly in front of me sproing apart like they had suddenly been yanked. I look down, and sitting between them?
An egg. 🥚
I look at both of them. I look at the egg. Both boys are trying to climb their neighbor in an effort to get away from this egg.
Says I: “Did one of you just lay an egg?!”
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Alexis.McBride