The Mile Run

Two P.E. students wrote this account of the mile run. Enjoy!

It was a really hot day, and of course we had to run the mile. Not surprisingly, our quirky and peculiar P.E. teacher (Mr. Bishop) printed the wrong papers so our other vain, conceited, and way too over confident P.E. teacher (Mr. T) had us separate into groups: the turtles, middle and fast. We  decided to put ourselves into the middle group, but this other girl, who shall remain nameless, practically shoved us into the fast group. Being the modest people that we are, we didn't think we were adequate for the fast group, but graciously accepted. Mr. T then announced and I quote: "I don't want to hurt my athletes, so all of you in the fast group, take a seat and get an A." So we, shocked but also very amused and smug, kept our poker faces as our peers were sweating their way through the mile. We told Mr. T about that fateful incident, but begged him not to make a big deal out of it. But him, being Mr. T just had to (he couldn't help himself). As the girl (who is still nameless) ran by, panting and sweating he called out: "Nolan and Julie say thank you!" As he gave them a dirty look we smirked to ourselves, very satisfied.