One day in year six Carol decided to go on our teachers phone- she had a little bit of a crush on him, which was kind of weird.
Anyway, she decided to go on his phone (we still don't know why), and so she waited for his to leave the classroom and then she pounced.
I speculated that she was searching for any other competition his his life ( according to Carol, age was just a number, never mind a twenty five year difference), and she quite literally tore open the desk and flung out the black iphone that sat inside.
She twiddled the device for a moment, working out how to unlock the phone- luckily for her there was no password, but not so lucky for the rest of the class though.
Almost immediately the phone was screaming ringtones at top volume and vibrating so violently that Carol let out a shriek and flung it to the ground, where it rattled against the wooden floor. An inappropriately MASSIVE picture of Big Ben was now displayed on the screen, and to everyone's horror the volume turned even louder.
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| Carol's face as she slammed the phone off the floor. (In case you didn't notice, this is not actually a picture of the real Carol) |
Suddenly our teacher burst into the room to see what was making so much noise. He looked to his right, saw the iphone on the floor playing loud music and random pictures and looked around the room very angrily.
(Or shall we say 'inappropriate pictures') Carol- who had hurled herself over a desk top into her seat- now glanced around the room nervously at the twenty-eight confused and blaming pairs of eyes that were now focused on her (including mine and Stevie's).
The teacher flew into a rage. He screamed at the whole class when he should have really only been screaming at Carol. Carol felt extremely guilty. But this is where the weird part comes in. The next day...
(I was joking about the 'inappropriate pictures'! The only inappropriate thing in one of the pictures was the size of the grin on the teacher's while feeding the ducks....*sighs*....) And so anyway, the next day, I spied a tiny muffin wrapped in a ribbon (that's right, a ribbon!) sitting on top of a note on the teachers desk.
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| It was quite a fancy muffin |
It was a sorry note from Carol to our teacher. Nobody knew what the note said, but everyone knew one thing. Our teacher was completely and utterly freaked out...
