Teacher: What's wrong?
Musa: Our house is very small.
Musa: My mum, my dad, we sleep on the same bed. Every night my dad asks, Musa r u sleeping?' Then I say No & then he slaps my face & gives me a Black eye".
Teacher: Tonight when ur dad asks again, keep dead quiet. Don't answer. The following morning Musa comes back with a severe black eye again.
Teacher: My goodness why the black eye again?
Musa: Dad asked me again, Musa are you sleeping? I shut up and kept dead still. Then my dad and my mom started moving, u know, at the same time Mum was breathing like a Christmas chicken, kicking her legs up frantically and squealing like a hyena on the bed. Then my dad asked my mum, R u coming? Mum said, Yes I'm coming, r u coming too? Dad answered, Yes. They don't usually go anywhere without me so I said, wait for me, I'm coming too.
A groaner.
ReplyDeleteSome people probably do groan. 😬
DeletePoor kid.
ReplyDeleteAnd wised up teacher.
DeletePoor kid indeed 🤣
ReplyDeleteIndeed, indeed. 😁
Deleteoh, yuk!
ReplyDeleteIt probably got a little messy for Musa.
DeleteThanks, mike
ReplyDeleteI'll bet you didn't know about Musa, did you.
DeleteThat family needs therapy.
ReplyDeleteI think they are way past therapy.
DeleteOh dear, time for Musa to have her/his own bed.
ReplyDeleteWaaay past time.
DeleteOooh - child abuse kind of falls flat even in humor.
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