I sat at the nearest desk, waiting for everyone else to arrive. Slowly, one by one, more students entered the room. It got noisier and noisier. The teacher arrived and the lesson started. It was so boring, I could have fallen asleep. An hour passed, and somebody walked in the room. They were an HOUR late! I couldn’t believe it. I asked him at recess why he was so late, and he replied, while you were sitting in the mind- numbingly boring classroom, I was watching TV. I decided that was really smart, and I should try it. That is why I am always last to arrive at school.