It was the last period of the last day before Christmas vacation. Milly entered Spanish class with a smile. She was thinking about her day. It was a minimum day, and no teacher had given classwork to the students. They hadn't turned anything in to the teachers. There had also been refreshments--donuts, hot chocolate, sweets--a teacher had even given little gifts to the students!
But Spanish was different. Yes, there was a pitcher of chocolate and a plate of cookies on a table, but there was also work--a test with translations! Milly couldn't believe it! Mrs. Martinez was a good teacher-why was she giving them a test? And 25 sentences? It was too much. Oh well. Milly took the paper and began to work.
There were 25 sentences, and every one was difficult. But while she was working, she realized that something strange was happening. Some students had already turned in the work! Milly knew that she wasn't the best student in class, but even so, it seemed strange. Many students had turned in the work to Profe Martinez, and she was still on number two!
While Milly was working, a friend touched her arm. "Milly," she whispered. Did you read the instructions?"
What? She never read the instructions. Why? But Milly looked at them for the first time.
"Merry Christmas, class! This is a test, but not of Spanish. I want to know if my students read the instructions. Here they are. Fist, you don't need to do 1-24. Second, translate number 25 and turn it in to the box. I hope you have a good and safe Christmas!
Milly was embarrassed. She erased her work and looked at number 25. "Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night." She translated it really fast and turned it in. What a joke!