Charades

If you've read this blog before, there's a fraction of a chance you'll realize that one of me and HHS' differences are that I don't like talking about my day. I like talking about things I find interesting. (Like M. Antoinette, for example.) My day is not.

Well,  I suppose I'll have to pass on that rule for now.

But I'm not going to pass on some extra information.

What is charades?

According to Wikipedia, "In the form most played today, it is an acting game in which one player acts out a word or phrase, often by miming similar-sounding words, and the other players guess the word or phrase. The idea is to use physical rather than verbal language to convey the meaning to another party."

What I wrote on the slip of paper we were given, was "Chamine* (middle school) 2013 Yearbook."

You can imagine just how ecstatic Gregor was to act that out.

Well, he said he couldn't do it, so the class started yelling at him.

"You couldn't imagine what I was given!*" Was his response. 

My teacher ended up acting it out, and it was (actually) guessed. 

So....
That was my 5th period class.

IIU

*1= Some names and locations in this story have been changed.

*2= My short term memory is almost non existent, so parts of Gregor's comeback may be a little off.