"I think I had better get the principal. Be good, children."
The Teacher went to the door and opened it, then looked back at her class and winked at them. They grinned at her, and as soon as the door closed, they went back to beating the boy w-k-e.
The teacher went to the principal's office, knocked and went in.
"Good day, Mr. Principal."
"Good day, Ms. Teacher. It is a lovely day, isn't it?"
"Yes it is. The hydrangeas are coming along nicely."
The principal looked out the window.
"Indeed, they are. And the roses will be blooming soon."
They smiled at each other.
"Yes, Ms. Teacher?"
"I think you should come to my classroom."
"And why is that?"
"There has been a bit of a disturbance."
"What is it about?"
"It's about... him."