Three little kids and the big bad teacher

Once long ago, and not very far away at all there lived three little kids. They went to school with a teacher; her name was Mrs. Zaky. She was a cantankerous, barking at any accident. The story begins September First.

They sat down in class, when she huffed, puffed and blew the class down with her back to school welcome. "How can she be so loud?" asked the first.

"Maybe she has small-sound-phobia." Answered the second.

"I agree," said the third.

During arithmetic she was irritated with a girl and she huffed, puffed and blew the class down. The first sighed, "There she goes again."

"Yes," sighed the second and third.

At the end of the day they were told to read books while she ran off copies of certain papers. When she left the room filled with giddy laughter and airplanes flew through the air, when suddenly the door opened and the teacher began to huff, puff, but than she saw the three reading as been told. She was so happy that from then on she never blew them down until they tripped her into the mud, but that's another story.

-this was just to have fun, its not being serious they are suck ups though,