The Awesome Blog of Meghan

Meghan
11/5/09
L.A.

“My class is better!” cried stubby old Mrs. Snikta. “Oh yeah well my class is smarter!” Ms. Oliva replied. “Does your class have blogs? No! Does your class have a hot young teacher? No! But mine does!!” Their was a flash of hatred in each of the women’s eyes. Ms. Oliva, though she was usually quite calm, pretty, and nice looked as if she would explode. (Literally.) “Alright. So you think your class is better than mine do you?”
“Well duh that’s what this whole conversations about. My awesome class, and your little dweebs.” Mrs. Snikta was appalled to hear such a statement come out of a teachers mouth. They stared at each other like wrestlers before a round. Students of each teacher had gathered around, watching in awe, and what would happen next. “Listen, Snikta. Ww will settle this, you just watch. It’ll be as easy as going on an empty intersection.” Their was more staring as people pondered the question, who would they see who’s class was the best. Then after an eerie silence one of the Linios twins had an idea. “We could do a class olimpics. 11 challenges, and the class that wins the most is the best class”. Every single student, even the not so smart ones thought about this. “Yeah, I get it”, the other Linious twin said. “We could do like math, science, social studies, and language arts. But then we could also do writing arts and sports.”The two teachers considered this idea then decided that that was what they would do. Ms. Oliva looked like she would cry. “My dears, you’re so smart. We will win this”, she cried. Then with a more serious tone said, “Alright we will need people to find judges, think of challenges, find snacks and all that stuff. This should be as fun as jumpin’ in a pile of crunchy, withered leaves. “ Ms. Oliva fixed her spectacles then her class danced off to the tune of We Will Rock You, and We are the Champions.

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