Short Story—Octopus And Lunch

I was randomly inspired to write this short story, which is a very grim, very short story.

Once upon a time, there was a little octopus, whose name was Bob.

Bob was a happy octopus.

One day, Bob went to school.

There was a big fish standing there looking sad, so Bob went over to say “Hello”

“Hi,” mumbled the fish in return.

Bob pressed on. “Why are you so sad?”

“It’s, it’s” said the fish, “It’s cause of I don’t have a lunch.”

“Oh, that’s too bad,” Bob said, feeling sorry for the big fish.

Suddenly, the fish’s face lit up.

“What? What?” wondered Bob, trying to imagine what the fish had thought of.

“You can be my lunch!” the fish said, standing up and moving towards Bob.

“Oh, no!” cried Bob, his face rapidly turning to horror. “Not me! You—You wouldn’t want to eat me!”

But the big fish scooped up Bob, who was heavily protesting this, and popped him in his mouth.

“Mmmm. Good combination,” sighed the fish. “Nice and crunchy.”

He licked his lips and swam off to find another unfortunate victim.

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School.

This post is about….

Hey. Let’s say it all together.

SCHOOL!

Yay.

(If that yay is red, it’s because it apparently doesn’t want to change.)

So anyways, I mean, all of you who go to public school are starting around now, so I thought I would, um, express my thoughts on this seven and a half hours, five days a week, place.

First off, I must say that I started on August 6th, so while I have a little sympathy for you, I really don’t feel too bad. Sorry, but you’re getting a little, and that’s it.

Item 1: Teachers. Are your teachers nice? Most of mine are. I like most of them, and they’re great and everything, but our Language Arts teacher gives us WAY too much homework. I know they’re “preparing us for high school and beyond”. I get it. But this is the first weekend we haven’t had homework in it. Sad. My other teachers aren’t too bad. Math, well, you came to expect it, because it’s a new lesson pretty much everyday (except for quiz days)

Item 2: Schedule. We have exactly three minutes of passing time, and irritatingly, it takes a moment to pack up, then you have to go to your locker and blah blah blah. I’ll spare the details.

Item 3: Backpacks. Question. Do any of you have “no backpack” rules at your school? Because I want to hear about it. Our language arts teacher (who just keeps popping up in this post!) instigated it. She informed us that we were not allowed to have our backpacks in the classrooom, as they were, and I quote: “A distraction and safety hazard to learning.” This was met by our class thinking, Wait, what? We can’t have our backpacks? What? Why? But I need my backpack! At least, that seems like what we were all thinking, judging by our facial expressions. Then, two days later, the middle school teachers decided that the no backpacks rule was to be implemented in all the classrooms. I shall stop talking now and let you imagine the horror.

Item 4: Homework.

Enough said.

Item 5: Lockers. My locker is teenier that it seemed last year, somehow. Not sure why. I think it’s because of the backpack rule, and the fact that I have a binder for pretty much every subject and they’re 1 1/2 inch or inch. And we also have to fit in lunchboxes, gym clothes, etc, etc.

I think this is enough ranting about my school, so here are some questions.

Do you agree/disagree/not really care about the above comments?

Backpacks?

And most importantly,

are you even looking forward to going back to school?