The Angry Teacher

Episode 1 – The Angry Teacher

Do you think you have an angry teacher? If the answer is yes, I think you might know what the teacher is like in this story.

The story begins on a stormy day in February. The lightning clashed against the rocky ground. The usual teacher wasn’t in that day. As the lightning lit up the sky, the class pupils saw someone walking under the thunderous thunder and the zapping lightning. He looked evil. By the time the teacher came into the classroom the pupils were so terrified that they hid behind their books. It wasn’t their normal teacher. 

“Get out your books, we’re doing ten pages of English” cried the terrifying teacher. “But we normally write on paper” said a pupil called Tim. “Why were you trembling in your talk?” shouted the teacher. “Next time you will get detention, and you’d better get used to me cos’ your having me till’ you finish school, that will be when you’re seventeen or even better when you’re twenty four!” the teacher cackled. “Now get out your books, now!” shouted the teacher. The children didn’t have any books so they had to make their own.

“Right, I am Mr Diddly Poo. Stop laughing, right, all of you stay behind after school for two hours” Mr Diddly Poo screamed. And indeed they did.

The next day…  “I want you to write a personal topic of animals, which is like a report and it has to be handed in by tomorrow” screamed their new teacher. “Tim, you’re doing the snake family, Jamie you’re doing the dog family, Clae”-before he could say any more, Mr Diddly Poo was hurriedly interrupted. “No, I refuse to do it” cried Jamie. “You what?” the teacher instantly replied.  The rest of the class could see that the teacher was getting really angry. He was going red. “I think you had better run” whispered one of Jamie’s friends “Yauuughghh!!!!!!” shouted Jamie and he ran as fast as he could run. He ran down corridors and through doors and he bumped into lots of teachers passing by. One of these teachers soon captured him and took him to the evil headmaster. Some people believe that Mr Diddly Poo and the headmaster were evil twins. They aren’t evil exactly, but they are very mean.

At 11 o’clock….  “Jamie, I want to have your personal topic handed in, in an hour” screamed Mr Diddly Poo. An hour later Jamie told the evil teacher that he’d done his personal topic. “It’s about time” said Mr Diddly Poo.

Jamie and Tim are friends. At the weekend Tim and Jamie saw a football match, but Mr Diddly Poo was there too.

On Monday morning Tim was reading a book called “How To Teach Your Rotten Teacher”.  “Tim, Jamie what are you both laughing about?” shouted the angry teacher. By then everybody was laughing. Hhhhhaaaaaaa!  The teacher snatched the book off  Tim and there in the middle of the page, was a photograph of a teacher pulling down his pants. “Why that’s me!” he said. “This is MY book, where did you get this?” he shouted angrily. “The British Library” Tim answered. “What? I’m writing a letter to complain!” cried Mr Diddly Poo.

The next day, Mr Diddly Poo was giving a boring lesson when the fire alarm went off. The headmaster had set fire to the school and the evil twins had escaped.

The children were locked in the school. Luckily, Victoria found a place to get out which was a hole in the ceiling.  They all got out OK but the last one out only just managed to survive. The fire was so big, it was on the news.

After four months the children were able to go back to school. When they got there the angry teacher said, “so you managed to survive?” and then he did a fart of defeat.  

In assembly Mr Diddly Poo played the violin and it sounded like a cat being strangled, it lasted 2 hours. Back in the classroom, the children said “Mr Diddly Poo, we have a surprise for you. Meet the unlucky dip”. The teacher put his hands in. It was a litter bin covered in a cloth. “How revolting!” screamed Mr Diddly Poo. “Now meet the very unlucky dip” said the children. Once again he put his hands in and once again he said how revolting it was. It was a dog waste bin covered with a red cloth.  “I’ve had enough” cried Mr Diddly Poo and he ran away forever. 

From then on the class had the nice teacher called Mrs. Lovely.

The End