Flashback: Killer Ants from the Amazon Ate My Lesson Plans!

The following incident took place in the portables located out in the jungleish part of the school not too long ago.

UNLESS she alters her course and there’s no reason why she should, she’ll reach your classroom in two hours at the latest.”

Mr. Leiningen sucked placidly at a rolled up scantron about the size of a corncob and for a few seconds gazed without answering at the agitated Department Chair. Then he took the scantron from his lips, and leaned slightly forward. With his bristling grey hair, bulky nose, and lucid eyes, he had the look of an aging and shabby eagle.

“Decent of you,” he murmured, “waddling all this way just to give me the tip. But you’re pulling my leg of course when you say I must do bunk. Why, even a herd of superintendents couldn’t drive me from this portable of mine...

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