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Always Take a Banana to a Party

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Brooke held a ballpoint pen in her hand as she graded the papers from her history class. She was exhausted after a long day, but she had to get everything done before she went to bed or her day tomorrow would be way too hectic. She raised a coffee cup to her lips that read “World’s Greatest Teacher”. She had received several of these over her years as a teacher, but she only kept a few.

She wished parents could be a bit more creative in their gifts for teachers. Pens would be nice… a teacher could never have too many pens.

She sighed as she reviewed Bobby McConnell’s test. There were so many red marks on it that it was hard to even see the original writing. She felt bad for the kid. His mom was a single mother working two jobs just to try and keep a roof over their heads. The poor boy came to school in disheveled clothing and looked like the only meal he ever got to eat was at school.

Brooke wished she could do something for him, but she didn’t know what. Suddenly it hit her. “Always take a banana to a party.”

It was silly, but she decided she would host themed parties once a month that would work as a fundraiser to help some of the families in need in the school. She could charge an entrance fee to the party. People would come in costume. There could be themed gift baskets that could be raffled off. All the proceeds would then be split between each of the families, Bobby’s family included.

Brooke smiled to herself at the idea. She would start working on it in the morning. Now, she just had to finish grading these papers.

296 WORDS

Written for Daily Flash Fiction Challenge

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