(Tim is in classroom with black eye)
Teacher: – what’s wrong?
Tim :- our house is very small. Me, my mom, my dad, we sleep on the same bed.
Every night my dad asks, ‘Tim are you sleeping?’
Then I say No & then he slaps my face & gives me a Black eye”
Teacher:- Tonight when your dad asks again, keep dead quiet & don’t answer.
The following morning Tim comes back with a severe black eye again.
Teacher:- My goodness why the black eye again?
Wayne:- Dad asked me again, Tim are u sleeping? I shut up & kept dead still.
Then my dad & my mom started moving, you know, at the same time Mom was breathing erratically, kicking her legs up frantically & squealing like a hyena on the bed.
Then my dad asked my mom, Are you coming?
Mom said, Yes I’m coming, are you coming too?
Dad answered:- Yes.
They don’t usually go anywhere without me so I said “wait for me, I’m also coming!”