the story

Young Bill tossed his long, brown hair into the air. He reached down with his flesh-colored hand and loudly zipped open his bag. Out of the bag came a pencil, a slip of paper, and a glazed donut. Bill gobbled down the glazed donut, all the while bits and pieces of glaze and donut tumbling down onto his brown wooden desk. After a hearty burp, he trotted up to the front of the class and sharpened his pencil. Upon returning to his desk, Bill began to write in words of brilliance, speaking of many things. He wrote of spiders, of hotdogs, of purple chairs, of rocks of all sizes and shapes, of brilliant shades of gold, of pencils with the perfect tip at the end, of a giant donut with all the trimmings. When he had finished writing, he put down his pencil and grinned an ear-to-ear grin. Bill took his paper to the front of the class and placed it gingerly on the teacher's desk. He patted it gently and gave the teacher a thumbs up. The paper was done.