Sometimes it is Just Better to Bring Home a Bad Report Card

I have giggled and giggled about this story all week. Perhaps it is the teacher in me.

An 11-year old boy in Huntsville, Alabama received a bad report card this week. He decided that instead of bringing home the report card, he would make up a story ... so he wouldn't get in trouble.

Here is where you want to say, "Grasshopper, bring home the bad report card. Whatever you have planned is not good. Not good at all." But, alas, the deed has been done ... and, even if you say it, he won't hear you. He is in Alabama after all.

So, he said that he had been kidnapped. By a man. A man with a gun. A man with a gun in an old, dirty car.

But, fortunately he was able to escape from the car. Unfortunately he was not able to escape from the car with his backpack. His backpack with his report card inside. He ran to his grandparents house and told them the story. They were so thankful the boy was able to escape from the kidnapper ... they didn't even care that he wasn't able to escape with his backpack.

And, then the police came. Dun Dun Dun.

And the interrogation began. Double Dun Dun Dun.

Soon the police were able to break down the young man and got him to confess that he had made up the story. Great police work ...

Well, actually, the police thought it odd that while he wasn't able to escape with his backpack, he was able to escape with his trumpet.

Here's hoping the boy hadn't planned on a life of crime. He won't get very far.