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.
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A groaner.
Poor kid.
Poor kid indeed 🤣
oh, yuk!
Some people probably do groan. 😬
And wised up teacher.
Indeed, indeed. 😁
It probably got a little messy for Musa.
Thanks, mike
That family needs therapy.
Oh dear, time for Musa to have her/his own bed.
I'll bet you didn't know about Musa, did you.
I think they are way past therapy.
Waaay past time.
Oooh - child abuse kind of falls flat even in humor.
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