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1. Weird occurances...
The screen flickered again and the rest of the children around me groaned. Our teacher, Mr Morganson had dragged us to the big hall because it was the last week of school before the school broke up for the summer break and he thought we like to enjoy spending our last lesson of the day by watching a fuzzy, boring movie, about some guy getting a chance to join the Olympics. Of course, the class had given into chaos within the first ten minutes and even the front row could hear anything over the loud sounds of people talking to friends across the room, an idiot who'd decided to move a bench in the loudest way possible for some wacky reason and an arm-pit farting contest going on. At least I hoped it was arm-pit farting. To be honest, the television breaking had just lessened the deafening noise, so I can't say I was too disappointed.
The teacher looked up from the back of the TV. "Sorry children