"Monday Mornings"

Monday mornings are always busy because everybody has had a whole weekend of experiences to share. The twins that are not twins started out by telling me that since the bus was dark that it was haunted and they knew about a vampire dog and that they had gone to the store and bought a coke and a candy bar and one of them had a birthday coming up and they would like me to give them fifty dollars, yes all in one sentence. Next pickle boy while breathing on me heavily was explaining how he had been sick and just wanted to stay home and take a nap. The three stooges decided that the words "juice box" sounded funny and repeated it twenty time while laughing. Then they moved to throwing the breakfast cereal, that grandma had put in baggies for a snack, at each other. A student that had an encounter of the poultry kind set making chicken noises as we went down the road. Finally one girl had stepped on a nail and do you know how far it went in, "All most really deep". Monday, Monday