Headmaster on the Desk

Share story The headmaster was standing on a desk. His face red like beetroot, veins pulsed. His neck was throbbing painfully when he heard breaking plates. The janitor rushed in carrying several plates toward the principal. Suddenly the principal smiled and began singing opera softly. He swayed forward into the wall hard. The janitor caught the waist with himself. A crack spread along the plaster in the wall. Then the janitor laughed out loud and the opera music continued. A strange man entered the door. The janitor looked at a strange fellow and began to laugh. He turned to that mess made of broken glass. The janitor picked up the fragments. Then the mess included the janitor. One by a one moment it was dark. Then a voice called out the truth about what had caused the chaos. Nobody knew anymore how the headmaster ended badly in the janitor. They decided it was intentional and the principal had planned it. The truth is all the work of the janitor.