Problem Solving

I didn’t do my homework, so Mrs. Cuddy drew a small chalk circle on the board. I had to then place my nose in the circle AND finish the overdue worksheet. “That will teach you,” she scolded, as my face smudged with chalk dust and tears.
I next failed to study for a math test. Terrified to be unprepared again, I faked a stomachache. Though Mom let me stay home, the thermometer displayed 98.6 F. She seemed skeptical.
I snuck into the kitchen. From the refrigerator, I grabbed and gobbled ten slices each of salami and bologna. With that, my stomachache was genuine and I was no longer a liar.