Wolfie's homework yesterday consisted of the following: "Write four declarative sentences, marking subject and predicate. Then write one each exclamatory, interrogative and imperative sentences."
I suggested he write the sentences in the form of a story because he couldn't think what to write about. It ended up like this:
Mom is a much harder teacher than Mrs. Fulkerson.
She wants me to write this assignment in the form of a story.
I don't want to.
I told her, "No."
"Wha--?" she said.
"Are you sassing me?
Do it right now!"
I thought it was brilliant, but he turned in something more boring. I would never stand for such a thing. ;)