Lord Noel Is Taught A Lesson

Whatto! Peeps.....

Children can teach us sooooo much can't they?

I was asked to give a lesson to our local junior school, and I decided to teach the pupils about Canada - and we talked about the lifestyle and diet of the Inuits.

That led on nicely to what they each had for breakfast. 

 To add a spelling component, I asked each of them to spell their answers.

Susan put up her hand and said "I had an egg, 'E-G-G'."

 'Very good Susan', I said.

Peter said "I had toast 'T-O-A-S-T'."

'Excellent.' I beam.

Johnny, a small dishevelled lad, had his hand up and I called on him.

'I had fuck all', he said, 'F-U-C-K A-L-L'.

I was a bit shocked by this brusque response.....but, if it was true, I felt that I couldn't really scold Johnny answer......just the fact that it was rather rude.

Johnny went quiet...... and I turned the lesson to geography.....

I asked the students some rudimentary questions.

"Susan what's the Capital of Cananda?" I asked.

"Ottowa!" she quickly responded.

"Peter which ocean is off Canada 's east coast?"

"The Atlantic!" Peter exclaimed excitedly

Then I turned to Johnny........

....and remembering his previous response I decided to ask him something more taxing.....

"Johnny", I began, "Where is the Canadian border?"

Johnny pondered the question for quite some time, and finally says, "The Canadian boarder is in bed with my mother.......

......which is why I got fuck all for breakfast".

Tallyho!

Best Wishes - Lord Noel