Oats Journal

All the kids were chatting away in Mr. Rork’s class before school. Rrriinnngg. The bell rang. Jenny’s hand shot up.  “Mr. Rork I’d like to make an announcement!” Mr Rork adjusted his tie. His tie was in the shape of a fish. The more time the kids made announcements the less time he’d have to teach. He liked to teach. It could be tiring or boring so he didn’t mind teaching less.  “Ok Jenny go ahead and make your announcement.  Jenny got up and stood on her desk. Kids aren’t supposed to stand on desks at school. Adults aren’t either. There isn’t anywhere you’re suppose to stand on desks. Desks aren’t for standing on. Mr Rork didn’t mind though. Jenny had good balance anyway. She did gymnastics. If it was Mateo Mr Rork would tell him not to. Mateo had horrible balance. He'd probably fell and hit His head.  “I’m starting a garden club that will meet after school. We’re going to be learning how to grow all kinds of stuff. If you're interested let me know!”  Jenny g...

When the kids came to class there was a huge sheet in the shape of a box next to Mr. Rorks desk. “That’s gotta be 7 ft tall!” Ethan marveled. “And 7 ft long.” All the kids were talking about it.  “I think it’s 9ft by 8ft” Jenny guessed.  “20ft by 15ft!” Mateo said enthusiastically. Mateo couldn’t count.  Rrrriiinnngg. The school bell rang. “What’s under the sheet Mr Rork?” Ethan asked.  Mr Rork adjusted his tie and smiled. His tie had all kinds of animals on it.  “Well class today is a special day. I thought what we need is a class pet!”  All the kids gasped with delight. Some of the other teachers at Berryton School had class pets. Ms. Roob had a tank of fish. Miss Weathers had a cute gerbil named David. Mr. Bose had a rabbit named Flopsy because of his ears. Mr. Bose had trouble hearing his students because of his floppy ears. Ms Qwen had a rubber duck but everyone thought that was a lame class pet.  “What pet is it!?” Jenny squealed with delight. Sh...

               Rrrriiinnngg. The school bell rang. “Today we’re going to play Old McDonald had a farm” stated Mr. Rork. Mr Rork was wearing a piano tie.   “Grab an instrument or you can sing.” All the kids pushed each other out of the way and ran to get the instrument they wanted.  Ben picked the trumpet. Ben never washed so no one would ever pick the trumpet now that he did. He didn’t know how to play the trumpet but he thought it made him look cool like a jazz musician. Zoey knew how to play the clarinet like a concert musician. When she played it was like the heavens opening up and angels descending singing a heavenly choir. Everyone would swoon. She loved to sing so she didn’t pick the clarinet. Her singing sounded like a cat screaming.  Lucas picked the accordion. He learned how to play from his uncle. His uncle didn’t know how to play. He just played the accordion at family parties to annoy everyone. When Lucas playe...

Two weeks ago Mr. Rork told his class that they’d be holding a bake sale to learn how to cook and raise money for the school. Berryton School wanted to buy motorcycles for all the teachers. They had been learning and practicing cooking and baking each day. It was finally time for the bake sale. Parents, other classes, and the community came to Berryton School for the bake sale. They walked around buying the kids desserts.   Jenny made cupcakes. They were all uniform and looked perfect.  Alice made brownies.  “Mmmm” a little girl said. “I love brownies. I’ll take one!” The little girl paid for her brownie and Alice handed one to her. She took a bite.  “Mmmm, soft and gooey. Just the way I like them!” She took another bite.  “Mmm BLEAGH! Hey there’s french fries in the middle!”  Alice giggled.  “Did you put french fries in your brownies?” the little girl asked. “No, just that one.”  “Oh, well then I’ll buy another,” She handed over the money an...

 I'm using this blog to chronical my writing. I'm writing a middle school humor book inspired by Wayside school. These posts are drafts. Not the final product. Each chapter is a humorous short story of the class. Enjoy!