School life is full of interesting and humorous event. Write a composition describing some of the humorous incident during your school life
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On Halloween this year, a bunch of seniors dressed up as 80's retro skaters, and they brought a retro boom box, and they skated through the halls during passing time playing the music. They're seniors, so they didn't get into trouble.
One interesting thing is that people try so hard to be cool. If they say something they think someone would respond to in a positive way, such as a joke or a sarcastic remark where someone would say, "yeah!" or something of the sort, and no one is really listening to them, they repeat it again. I always listen to this and never say anything, so I find it interesting that they feel they need to say their comment again if no one says anything back.
Some guys in my math class are pretty funny. They ask the teacher if they can tell a joke, and then she'll say no, annoyed, but one of the kids says it anyway. Sometimes it's funny, and sometimes it's not, but it doesn't matter, it's the fact that they went against what the teacher wanted that makes us laugh at the joke sort of as a sign of respect. I don't think anyone realizes that this is why we laugh, but it really is. Another funny thing the guys do is say in place of words, random words, like cabinet or something. For example, they'll say, "I wasn't hungry this morning. All I had was a glass of cabinet." "What the printer?" They also say things, like if someone pounds on the table or a wall, "You're hitting on a table/wall." Get it, hitting on? It makes me crack up profusely every time. One of the guys is always talking about Ron Paul, a Republican candidate, and even though we're in the middle of a math lesson, we still listen, out of a sign of respect, because we respect him and all the funny things he and his 3 other friends do.
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It was a bad day for my brother. He had got a mouthful from my father for playing cricket all the time and not studying. My brother was in a bad mood and I felt sorry for him as I also used to get a good scolding from my father from time to time. I was wondering how to pacify my brother and change his mood. It was mid- afternoon and my father were having a snooze. Everybody knew better than to disturb him when he was taking his afternoon nap. But not the neighborhood tom cat.He and another torn were having a free for all in our front yard. There was much hissing and spitting and growling and meowing. Between the two of them, they created such a racket that it awakened my father. He came charging out of the bedroom in such a fury that I hid behind a large tree.He rushed out to the front yard shouting abuses at the hapless cats which had abandoned their fight mid-way and were sprinting for dear life. He chased them all the way round the house to the back yard. One of the cats had made his escape. The other was about to jump over the compound wall and get away.Beyond the compound wall was a neighbor’s house. My father was desperate. He looked around for a weapon and saw an old badminton racket lying on the ground. Without thinking, he bent down and picked it up and in one smooth motion hurled it at the petrified cat, which seemed to say a quick prayer and jumped.My father paused a second and then went gingerly up to the wall and peered down. Meanwhile I had also been following him and the action at a safe distance. If my father expected to see an unconscious or dead cat, he was mistaken. What he saw was a very angry neighbor who was massaging a big bump on his bald head.For perhaps the first time in many years, my father got an earful. He slunk back to the house, muttering horrid oaths against the cat. After he had gone back to sleep, I tiptoed into my brother’s room and re-enacted the whole scene.
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