"Where do you think he got that scar?" asked Paul.
"I don't know if I want to know."
"Good. I thought it might just be me."
"Children! Come along now!" beckoned Mr.S. Everybody followed Mr. S. in fear of getting low marks on the trip. Suddenly, a man dressed in a tan uniform poped right in front of them. "Hello Children! I will be your tour guide for this trip. Everyone follow me!"
"Okay!" Yelled all the children. "Aren't we a little old of 'okay' ?" asked Jake secretly.
"I know, we are freshmen for crying out loud."
"Lets move children!" They spent the rest of the day wandering around the museum looking at boring and 'who would want to know that' exibits. Every now and then a kid yawned, and one time a kid actually took a nap on a bench. Mr.S put that on his notes. After that everyone had to resist the urge to fall asleep. "And for our last exibit-"
"YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
"Children!"
"Sorry Mr. S."
"And for our last exibit, the Serpent Staff. Carved over two millenia ago and still in perfect condition, this exibit is priceless if I do say so my self!" Jake was so tired he almost didn't see the staff. It was about two feet taller than him, with a bronze pole to hold, and it looked like a snake with emerald scales was wapped around it and it looked like it was poised to attake at the top of the staff "The rod," said Mr.S. in a trance.
"Did you say something?" Asked Paul.
"Oh, uh, no,"
"Hmm. I need more sleep at night."
"That is the first time I heard you say that." said Jake.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
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