Can The Day Get Any Worse

• Angie Politis, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2007

“Oh my goodness! My homework was here in my bag just a minute ago Mrs. Roubos! I swear!” I say
“If it was there you would have given it to me before the period had finished, am I correct?”
“Yes of course but… oh yes now I know why its not here. I think my dog ate it.”
“That is the most dumbest excuse I have ever heard in my 21 years of teaching! Detention after school.”
She walked out with her chin up high and her eyes shut. But then I saw her give me a look on the corner of her eye, as if she had a say in everything and no one else didn’t. ‘What a teacher’ I thought.
On the way after I had finished my detention after school, my mum was waiting for me out side the classroom door and she said:
“What is this I see Michael?”
She grabbed me and walked to the car.
“What kind of behavior was that? Ok then since you were childish you are punished!” How can the day get any worse??