Story by Emily Weber | Image by Iris Wanders
One Sunday morning the warm sun came up and *Ring!* the teacher’s alarm clock rang.
I’m so tired, she thought, I’ll sleep a little longer. So she attempted to press snooze, but unknowingly she hit off instead.
When the teacher finally awoke again she was very hungry! So she started to look for some food.
On Monday at lunchtime the teacher was about to eat her sandwich when a student said, “Teacher, my juice box squirted all over my desk!” The teacher gulped a bite of sandwich and rushed to find a rag. But she was still hungry.
On Tuesday at lunchtime the teacher was about to eat her salad when a student said, “Teacher, Jerry is pulling my hair!” The teacher shoved in one forkful of salad and rushed to settle the dispute. But she was still hungry.
On Wednesday at lunchtime the teacher was about to eat her pasta when a student said, “Teacher, I can’t find my lunch!” The teacher slurped a bite of pasta and scurried off to find the missing lunch hiding under a pile of papers in the student’s locker. But she was still hungry.
On Thursday at lunchtime the teacher was about to eat an apple when a student said, “Teacher, Sam is eating a fly!” The teacher took one nibble of her apple and proceeded to give Sam a lecture on which insects are edible and which ones are best to avoid consuming. But she was still hungry.
On Friday at lunchtime the teacher was about to eat her veggies and dip when a student said, “Teacher, I think, I THINK, you just sat on my hot dog!” The teacher dropped her veggies and dip all over her desk and rushed to the restroom to (unsuccessfully) clean her mustard splattered clothes, musing all the while what compelled Kelly to put her hot dog on HER chair, of all places! But she was still hungry.
On Saturday the teacher slept in. When she finally awoke, she ate one dish of Breyer’s ice cream, one big Mac, a large fries, one bag of ketchup chips, one box of Kraft Dinner, one (very) large slice of chocolate cake, and one box of Timbits.
That night she had a stomach ache!
The next day was Sunday again. The teacher remembered the gift a student had given her on Friday. It was a jar of homemade soup. She ate it, and after that she felt much better! Now she wasn’t a very hungry teacher anymore.
The next morning at school she found a note on her desk. It said, Der Techer, I luv yu! I tink yu r the bestest techer in the hol wide werld! Luv, Kelly.
Warm, fuzzy feelings encircled the teacher’s heart. Oh how I love my students! she thought. They must be the sweetest students in the whole wide world! I wouldn’t trade my job for anything!
And she really meant it!