Bad Days Can Only Get Better

This is one of my short stories :)

Miss Anderson was feeling very tired. Yesterday had been very long-she had taught her fifth graders, attended a teachers meeting, discovered her dog missing, recovered the dog, paid the fines, and then lamented the fact that she had not prepared for the first quarter exams for her students the next day.

Rushing to the library the next morning, she hurridly made twelve copies of the exam test, and headed to teach her English class.

As she handed out the exams, she began to hear tittering amoung a few of the girls, and outright laughter from the boys. Irritated, she demanded silence, and ordered them to place their papers on her desk as soon as they were finished filling in the blanks.

Almost immeadiatly, the fifth graders began to file the exams as she had asked, every one of them grinning. She snatched up a paper and looked at it, almost in tears. And then she laughed. She laughed for a long time. She laughed so long and hard her students began to wonder if she really was ok. Finally, Tommy spoke up:

"You got %100 percent on that exam, Miss Anderson!"

She had given them all the answer keys.