... to get into trouble.

I had to remove two of them from this afternoon's lesson for being silly little boys. You know, the usual stuff: calling out, singing, saying 'cheese' over and over, drawing on their noses. Nothing that's hangable, more like a constant humming that once you notice it's impossible to ignore.

When they came back in I overheard one telling the other that he'd won. Hang on a minute, what's this about?

I asked the winner what exactly he'd managed to win.

'Bob and Fred were having a competition to see who could get in the most trouble. They asked if I wanted to take part but I said no.'

Hmmm, right. I think I actually saw his nose grow. Apart from fuming at them for ruining my lesson(s? Who knows how long this has been going on?) I felt a little sorry for the boy who I didn't send out. He's not particularly good at his work, and it seems he's not very good at getting into trouble either (except by accident - he's quite good at being a pain normally).

If only they put so much effort into their work.