Class trip to the Coca-Cola factory. I hope there’s a pop quiz!
The English teachers protested the anti-nouns. They were pro-nouns.
I thought about the most strict, but also most beautiful teacher I had.
She was hard on the pupils, but easy on the eyes.
I took a glass-blowing class but I inhaled.
Now, I have a pane inside.
Why did the prince bring his father to school?
He was told to bring a ruler.
Pinning pictures on a bulletin board
seems a bit tacky to me.
I couldn’t wait for the story-tellers conference.
Exciting to hear the lore of the crowd.
A rubber band pistol was confiscated
from algebra class because it was a weapon of math disruption.