Breakfast story

Once upon a time..

.. there was a class.. indeed it was my class and to precise that, it was last Tuesday.

It started as usual nobody was on time and my teacher didn't care. He read the news to the motivated students, which were lucky it was still the beginning of the week.

Every week the school organizes events to keep fun in school but in my opinion this is a lie, the school wants us just to spent money for stuff we wouldn't do so that they can reach a profit out of us.

However there were Tango lessons after school for 5$, Thursday Fish and Chips in Burleigh Beach for 10$, Surf lessons were on Friday for 40$ and the 2 days trip to Morton Island for 260$

oh by by the way there was no school the next day because of Australia Day, whatever it stands for..

Just after Rob told that we have a day off Fabian alias the Fab arrived. Fab is a Brazilian, he is so funny and it was his last week at Langports, I'll will miss him so bad. So Fabian asked what did I miss but in this funny way he always does. Rob said not much, except that there is a breakfast tomorrow before school you need to be here at 8.30 am, everybody laughed and Fabian as well and just said ok.

On Thursday Fabian was absent on Friday as well but it was his last day so Rob called him.

As he tried to reach him, we heard a melody coming from the corridor and Fab appeared eating a cookie and drinking a peach drink and smiling and everybody just laughed, he said he's having his breakfast that Rob owed him.

Then he started to explain that he has been at school on Wednesday at 8.30 am (I think this was probably the first time he was on time). Everybody thought he was joking but then he told us he waited in front of the school and wrote Rob a message when he didn't see anybody. School was open so he went inside and slept on the couch for about an hour and then he went to the pancake factory had a good breakfast but he had to pay almost 20 bucks..

Oh did I mention that he took his girlfriend to the "breakfast" because he told her that there are going to be eggs, pancakes, bacon, juices etc..

I laughed so bad!

Then Rob said: "So your message was true I thought it was a joke". "Rob where is the breakfast, I'm hungry."

While he was telling this story you should have seen his pokerface, so serious while I almost died because of laughing.

What I learned this day, never trust a Britain.

..and if they're not dead, they still live today.

Cheers