Two students are late for school,
so their teacher sends them to the principal’s office.
The first boy enters and sits down. The principal asks him why he was late, to which the boy responds, “I was throwing sticks in the lake.” The principal, new at the school, thinks to himself, “Boy, this school sure is strict – that’s not really worth an offense worth going to the principal’s office over. Heck, I loved doing things like that when I was a kid!” Pretending to be dead serious so that the boy might shape up a little, he slowly says, “Well, knock it off and get to class on time from now on. You won’t get off as easy if I see you back in here after this.” The boy furiously nods his head and practically sprints out of the office.
As soon as the door closes, the other boy comes in after him and sits down in front of the principal’s desk. The principal asks him why he’s late, and he gives the exact same response – he was throwing sticks in the lake. A bit annoyed now, but understanding that the boys were just enjoying themselves together, and reminiscing on his own youth, the principal tells him, “I’ll let you off the hook this time, but go to class and come to school on time. You’re here to learn – don’t squander your opportunities by goofing off.” The student, now red in the face, gives a faint “Yes” and leaves the office. Satisfied, the principal smiles, leans back in his chair, and thinks to himself, “These kids aren’t so bad. I think I’ll like it here.”
No sooner than the instant he finishes that thought, the door swings open for a third time, and a boy who looks to be about as old as the other two slowly walks into the office, soaking wet, completely disheveled and tracking mud everywhere he steps. He gets to the chair the other students sat at before him, angrily grumbles to himself, and sits down in a huff, furiously staring at the tiled floor. The principal, a bit fed up at this point, but still not wanting to be overly harsh, jokingly says, “Let me guess: throwing sticks in the lake with your friends, and you bit off a little more than you could chew?”
The boy, seething, snaps, “No – I’m Sticks.”