The Best Substitute Ever

Written by Axxerous

Date Written: 4 years ago

On Tuesday, April 5th, 2005, a substitute came to room 404. He was very tall and strong. He had the power to become invisible and read minds. He was very smart and handsome too! He made sure we did our work and didn’t play around. He was nice to us all. He tried to see how fast we worked and how good we remembered. He trusted us all. He was also very funny. He would read a story I wrote and make up a funny story of his own. He made good encouragements for us. He encouraged me to write this unusual but interesting story. He would give us assignments right when everybody was done with the first one. He would make sure we would learn. He was always on time.

Oh, I almost forgot. His name is Mr. Giddings, or Mr. G for short. His daughter is Akira Giddings. She goes to Quest the same day I do and she is in my Quest class. When we started on a paper, in her mind, Katie B was thinking, “I want to go home.”

“Well you can’t,” Mr. G said after he read her mind. Also, when we were all bored, he went into the hallway after saying, “I’m going to the bathroom,” and he turned invisible and came back in and picked up the overhead and dropped it, but he caught it before it hit the ground. We were all awoken with surprisement. He revealed himself and made us laugh. We had a great time with him.

At lunch time, he took us to the cafeteria. Then he went to the bathroom, turned invisible, came into the lunchroom and grabbed Kyle’s lunch tray, picked it up and waved it around saying, “I am the evil lunch tray, fear me and my doom!”

“Mr.G, we recognize your voice,” we all said at the same time. Then we laughed. He was laughing too!

Then came music. Ms. Varner was thinking in her head what we were going to do. Mr. G said, “Oh, so you are going to have a free day soon, well then.” We all laughed. Ms. Varner was puzzled.

So when music was over, we just did a lot of work. Then when it was time to go, all I had on my mind was daycare.

Mr. G said, “So you go to daycare K****?” I laughed. So did my classmates. Then the day was over. We all wished that Mr. G could come back soon.