Unexpected Personal Day

 

I had to take a personal day yesterday, but not for any reason I would have chosen.  When I went out to my car at 6:30 am, I found that the windshield had been smashed in on the passenger’s side by a tire that must have come off someone’s trailer.  There was glass everywhere, and the tire was lying about 35 feet away in my neighbor’s yard.  So, without transportation to school, I phoned in that I would have to take a personal day to get my car fixed, which I was able to do.

Returning to school today, I had several students ask me why I had been absent.  So I decided to answer their questions all at once by taking just a couple minutes at the beginning of class.

“You want to know what happened?” I asked.

“Yes,” they answered.  “Were you attacked by pirates?”

“No,” I said, “but it was almost as good.”

Moving to the chalkboard, I continued.  “I live on a state road with a lot of traffic.”  I drew a two-lane divided road.

“My house is just off to the side of the road.”  I drew a castle.

“You live in a castle?” several students asked.

“Yes,” I said, “with a moat, and a dragon.”  Continuing, I drew a small, sad looking house next to my castle.  “My neighbors live in a grass hut.”  Everyone laughed.

“My carriage was parked out front in the courtyard last night when the attacking hoard from the East came down the road.  Evidently, one of their chariots lost a wheel which, with great speed, flew right into the front of my carriage, breaking the glass asunder.”

There were several gasps of surprise.

A student raised his hand and asked, “Did you get it fixed already?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“How?  Were you able to drive it?”

“Yes, but slowly, through the countryside,” I explained.  “I had to keep the speed down to keep the wind from blowing all the glass dust everywhere.  It took a lot longer than normal to make the trip.  On the plus side, I got to do something I never thought I would have the chance to do.”

“What was that?” they asked.

“Well, when the gum I was chewing got stale, I leaned forward as I was driving and spat it out the front window.”

There were a lot of laughs.

“Also, there’s one more thing I’m glad for.”

“What?”

“I’m glad my unicorn was in the garage last night.”

Again, lots of laughs and comments.

“You know I’m kidding, right?” I asked, with a big smile on my face.  “I don’t really have a garage.”

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3 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Mark on October 7, 2014 at 7:47 pm

    Love it. Except for the broken window part. Not so great. But otherwise…

    Reply

  2. Posted by Scott on October 7, 2014 at 11:18 pm

    If I lived in your castle, my Carr would be parked in your garage at night.

    Reply

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