The children in Classroom 207 were in a lot of trouble.
The spit-stained balls of paper stuck to the ceiling. Paper airplanes flew around in the air. They were the worst performing students in the entire school.
"Hey, calm down." Mr. Nelson's voice was sweet.
However, the students will not immediately quiet down.
They whispered and giggled.
They twisted and turned, squeezing their eyebrows and making eye contact.
Even when telling stories, they make a fuss.
They never want to do their homework well.
"Something must be done." Teacher Nelson said.
The next morning, Mr. Nelson did not come to school.
"Yo ho!" The children cheered in unison, "Now we can really play enough!" ”
They started rubbing more spit paper balls and folding more airplanes.
"Let's do whatever we want today!" The children said.
"Don't get too excited too soon!" A thick voice sounded eerie.
A woman stood in front of them, wearing an ugly black dress.
"I am your new teacher, Viola Swanp." She snapped the ruler on the podium.
"Where is Mr. Nelson?" The children asked.
"It's none of your business!" Mr. Swanp interrupted, "Open the math textbook!" Mr. Nelson's students obediently complied.
They could see that Teacher Swanp was a real witch, and she said one thing or the other.
She put them into school immediately and left them a lot of homework.
"Today we're going to cancel the storytelling time!" Teacher Swanp said.
"Shut your mouths!" Teacher Swanp said.
"Sit me down!" Teacher Swanp said.
"If you don't keep discipline, you won't be fine!" Teacher Swanp said.
The children in Classroom 207 have never studied so hard as they do now.
As the days passed, Mr. Nelson had no news at all.
"Maybe we should find some way to find her!" They said.
Some of the kids went to the police station.
Detective Max Mog was in charge of the case.
He listened to the children's statements and scratched his chin.
"Well..." he groaned, "Hmmm, I think Mr. Nelson is missing. ”
Detective Max Mog couldn't help much.
Other children went to Mr. Nelson's house.
The curtains were tightly drawn, and no one came to open the door.
However, they saw another person, the evil Viola Swanp, coming from the street.
"If she found us, she would have left more homework."
They quickly slipped away.
Maybe Something terrible happened to Mr. Nelson!
"Maybe she was swallowed by a shark!" One kid said.
However, this seems unlikely.
"Maybe Mr. Nelson flew to Mars!" Another child said.
However, this does not seem likely.
"I know!" The child who claims to be a jack-of-all-trades announces loudly,
"Maybe Mr. Nelson's car was taken away by a large group of angry butterflies!"
Of all the conjectures, though, this is the least likely.
The children in Classroom 207 were very depressed.
Maybe Mr. Nelson will never come back.
They will never be able to get rid of Teacher Viola Swanp.
They heard footsteps coming from the corridor, "That witch is coming." The children whispered.
"Hello everyone, kids!" A sweet voice sounded.
It's Mr. Nelson!
"Do you miss me?" she asked.
"Of course we want to!" The whole class answered loudly. "Where are you going?"
"It's my little secret." Teacher Nelson said. "Tell a story, do you listen?"
"Oh, great!" The kids yelled.
Mr. Nelson noticed that when telling stories, neither anyone was noisy nor distracted.
"What brought about this welcome change?" she asked.
"It's our little secret." The children answered.
Mr. Nelson returned home, took off his coat, and hung his clothes in the closet (right next to an ugly black dress).
While she was sleeping, she hummed a little song.
"I must not tell the truth." She smiled and said to herself.
In addition, Detective Max Mog begins to work on a new case.
At this moment, he was looking for Teacher Viola Swanp.