A Normal Day In The Life Of A Stinky Boy

It was a fine winter day. I woke up, brushed my teeth, had a bath, and put on my school uniform. A few minutes later I was in the school bus headed straight for school at a (not so steady) 50 kilometers per hour. I just had some milk earlier but the wind blowing on my face coming in from the open window to my right didn't really help with the digestive process. Although I do have a fine immune system if I do say so myself! But I don't think the immune system really connects with the digestive system. Anyways after that, it was a normal school day, at least I thought it would be a normal day. When we reached school I was surprised to see that nothing had gone wrong! My pencils were not missing, my bag wasn't beaten through the desks by the sheer force that is the BOOKS! And I actually had a good recess. I had some mints, actually a lot of mints! And a chocolate cake. Well, that good thing frenzy only lasted for a bit though. As in the second last period I kind of sort of puked on my desk, my pants, and also my Hindi notebook BIG mistake, as I was in the 1st standard and I didn't know how to clear this mess I put myself in. Well, I might have known a bit about cleaning after myself but you can't tell a 6-year-old to clean a whole desk full of their own vomit! So I went home that day with my mom in a rickshaw with a pair of pants that were too long for me and my old vomit filled pants stuffed inside a plastic bag that also smelled like a monkey threw up in the stomach of a zebra who had medicinal herbs the other day and also pooped the monkey out. So this was my experience of ‘puking in school’.