The room was small, and the odor was strong. The laughter was loud.
"You don't have to be so mean!" complained the gassy kid to his overly amused classmates.
"Neither do you!" Heidi pointed out. "It is expected behavior to excuse yourself if you feel like you have to pass gas."
"I'm sorry," apologized one of the other students insincerely, "but I will laugh whenever someone farts."
Heidi opened the door to let in a little air and eyed the four 8th grade boys crossly. "You would never know that this was a social skills class!" she said.
"You don't have to be so mean!" complained the gassy kid to his overly amused classmates.
"Neither do you!" Heidi pointed out. "It is expected behavior to excuse yourself if you feel like you have to pass gas."
"I'm sorry," apologized one of the other students insincerely, "but I will laugh whenever someone farts."
Heidi opened the door to let in a little air and eyed the four 8th grade boys crossly. "You would never know that this was a social skills class!" she said.
No comments:
Post a Comment