Long ago & far away, there was a school mysteriously beset by a plague of frogs. Teachers would open up their desk drawers to find a little green visitor. Students would find frogs in their jacket pockets. There were frogs all in the hall, frogs in the sink in the bathrooms. It sounds funny now, but, sad to say, many educators like to stick with their routine & don’t’ want to stop for a laugh. I know it sounds odd for people who work with children all day, but it‘s true.
Gradually this mysterious visitation ended & life at the school returned to normal. No more screams & shrieks of laughter disturbed the orderly days.
Everyone wondered about it for a while & then forgot about it & went on with their lives. No one ever knew how it happened.
Until now…you are the ones who will finally know the secret I promised myself I’d take with me to my grave (which I would have probably gone to quicker if anyone had discovered it before now.)
You see, I found this great ditch behind the school…and we were discussing metamorphosis in science…it was Spring Break….I was in a hurry to leave….I forgot about the jar…Who would have thought my kids would gather THAT many tadpoles?
I wonder if the statute of limitations has run out on that one?