I mean no disrespect to anyone of the Jewish religion. In fact, one of my
best friends is Jewish. I am not racist in any way, and I have respect for
any religion out there. Just wanted to clear that all out...
Disclaimer- I do not own anyone from the show, "Kim Possible", nor do I own the show "Kim Possible"...which is pretty obvious, but...
Do not sue me...please...All I have right now is my holy socks, and a bag of Rold Gold Cheese flavored mini pretzels...and you can't have these. You can have my socks though...
Reply. It will make me very happy. Do not flame though...flames scare me...they melted my sandals before...
A word of caution- Never sit to close to a campfire wearing sandals. Thank you...
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Chapter 1
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Mr. Barkin always seemed to be teaching at Kim and Ron's school. Maybe that was because the teachers forever seemed to be forgetting that the school's cafeteria food was not edible. This week, Mrs. Kimball had claimed sick after eating the, " Turkey and Ham surprise", and so Mr. Barkin was taking over Social Studies for the 2 weeks Mrs. Kimball would be out.
As Dr. Possible would say, Mr. Barkin was, 'Tough but fair.' Ron was debating on the fair. He had seen plenty of the tough.
For the next 3 weeks, the topic of Soc. Studies would be on World War II, something Ron was not particularly comfortable discussing. A few minutes after Mr. Barkin handed out the new social studies book, Ron excused himself to the bathroom, and didn't come back until 10 minutes before class was over.
Soon after, he and Kim headed to lunch.
"You feeling okay Ron? You were in the bathroom for an awfully long time." Kim said, plopping her tray down on the table and sitting beside Monique.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Ron smiled, and sat down by Kim. Rufus poked out of his pocket, and surveyed the mess of food on his tray. With a squeal, he dove in and began devouring it.
"Sure?" Kim asked, as she began poking around at the food on her trey. Ron nodded.
"So, what are we doing after school today?" Kim asked, addressing Monique and Ron.
"Bueno Nacho?" Rufus asked hopefully.
"Actually, I've got to baby-sit. My cousin Annie is coming over, and she's a royal pain." Monique sighed.
Kim laughed, "Yeah, I know how you feel."
The bell rang, so they all got up to dump their trays. Kim and Ron had taken their books to lunch with them, so they headed off to Math class.
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"Man, why are we using letters in Math class?" Ron moaned, hitting his head on his desk in exasperation.
"Ron, It's easy." Kim said, "Take 57 multiplied by 5, and then substitute -6 for n."
Ron looked at her blankly.
Kim rolled her eyes, "Here, use my calculator." She handed him her calculator, and showed him how to do it. "See?" She asked, "Easy."
"Mmm, if you say so K.P." Ron mumbled, wondering why math had to be so hard.
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After Science class, Kim and Ron were headed back to their lockers to get their books for English class.
"Man, Science homework, Math Homework..." Ron complained, "I hope we don't have English homework t..."
He trailed off, becoming silent. His books dropped to the floor loudly.
"Ron?" Kim asked, stopping to see what he was staring at. He was looking at his locker door.
Which had a big red swastika spray painted on it.
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Disclaimer- I do not own anyone from the show, "Kim Possible", nor do I own the show "Kim Possible"...which is pretty obvious, but...
Do not sue me...please...All I have right now is my holy socks, and a bag of Rold Gold Cheese flavored mini pretzels...and you can't have these. You can have my socks though...
Reply. It will make me very happy. Do not flame though...flames scare me...they melted my sandals before...
A word of caution- Never sit to close to a campfire wearing sandals. Thank you...
~!~!~!~
Chapter 1
~!~!~!~
Mr. Barkin always seemed to be teaching at Kim and Ron's school. Maybe that was because the teachers forever seemed to be forgetting that the school's cafeteria food was not edible. This week, Mrs. Kimball had claimed sick after eating the, " Turkey and Ham surprise", and so Mr. Barkin was taking over Social Studies for the 2 weeks Mrs. Kimball would be out.
As Dr. Possible would say, Mr. Barkin was, 'Tough but fair.' Ron was debating on the fair. He had seen plenty of the tough.
For the next 3 weeks, the topic of Soc. Studies would be on World War II, something Ron was not particularly comfortable discussing. A few minutes after Mr. Barkin handed out the new social studies book, Ron excused himself to the bathroom, and didn't come back until 10 minutes before class was over.
Soon after, he and Kim headed to lunch.
"You feeling okay Ron? You were in the bathroom for an awfully long time." Kim said, plopping her tray down on the table and sitting beside Monique.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Ron smiled, and sat down by Kim. Rufus poked out of his pocket, and surveyed the mess of food on his tray. With a squeal, he dove in and began devouring it.
"Sure?" Kim asked, as she began poking around at the food on her trey. Ron nodded.
"So, what are we doing after school today?" Kim asked, addressing Monique and Ron.
"Bueno Nacho?" Rufus asked hopefully.
"Actually, I've got to baby-sit. My cousin Annie is coming over, and she's a royal pain." Monique sighed.
Kim laughed, "Yeah, I know how you feel."
The bell rang, so they all got up to dump their trays. Kim and Ron had taken their books to lunch with them, so they headed off to Math class.
~!~!~
"Man, why are we using letters in Math class?" Ron moaned, hitting his head on his desk in exasperation.
"Ron, It's easy." Kim said, "Take 57 multiplied by 5, and then substitute -6 for n."
Ron looked at her blankly.
Kim rolled her eyes, "Here, use my calculator." She handed him her calculator, and showed him how to do it. "See?" She asked, "Easy."
"Mmm, if you say so K.P." Ron mumbled, wondering why math had to be so hard.
~!~!~
After Science class, Kim and Ron were headed back to their lockers to get their books for English class.
"Man, Science homework, Math Homework..." Ron complained, "I hope we don't have English homework t..."
He trailed off, becoming silent. His books dropped to the floor loudly.
"Ron?" Kim asked, stopping to see what he was staring at. He was looking at his locker door.
Which had a big red swastika spray painted on it.
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