A Smelly Problem

Monday when I arrived at school there was a commotion outside my class. I went into the room and discovered that an animal had gotten into the room and crapped all over the floor. The room stank to high heaven. Cleaning the floor was a complicated operation. First we had to cover the piles of steaming dung with dirt so we wouldn't pass out from the stench. Then we had to find brooms. I am referring to traditional brooms, which are basically sticks tied together. Then we had to look on the list of people who are supposed to sweep on Mondays. Then we had to find these 10 people out of the 114 in the class. Surprisingly, no one was coming forward when their names were called to sweep up the feces. Then they swept the room. They poured water on the dung and swept that too. So instead of learning english, we spent 45 minutes cleaning the floor. When we finally started class, the room still stank but what could we do? So I taught english with kids wearing bandanas and things over their noses.