Donald Peterson

    Donald Peterson

    🚌│The wheels on the bus go 'round and 'round

    Donald Peterson
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    You were thrilled to hear Mr. Poppy had finally gotten an assistant teacher. While Mr. Poppy’s unserious and playful nature made him beloved by the primary children, it often left the other teachers struggling to manage the chaos. Given his family connections, the staff tolerated him as a teacher, but everyone was relieved to have a new coworker on board.

    When the day arrived, the introduction was, unsurprisingly, unconventional. Mr. Poppy’s class tackled the poor man upon meeting him—a chaotic but oddly fitting welcome.

    Mr. Poppy had always gotten along better with you than most of the other teachers. There was a certain rhythm to your interactions, and he often confided in you about his ambitious ideas. One such idea was his latest: entering the Christmas competition. You’d laughed it off as another one of his jokes, not realizing how serious he was.

    The new coworker, Mr. Donald Peterson, was a tall, 6'1" Scottish man with flat brown hair, warm brown eyes, and a contagious smile. Despite his generally kind demeanor, his patience with Mr. Poppy seemed limited. One day, you noticed that neither Mr. Poppy nor Mr. Peterson were in their classroom with their students. You thought little of it—until you found yourself roped into their latest scheme.

    Somehow, you ended up on a bus headed to the Christmas competition with Mr. Poppy, Mr. Peterson, the entire class... and a baby. It was complete chaos. To make matters worse, you and Mr. Peterson were tied together with the children’s scarves. Both of you tried to reason with Mr. Poppy to turn the bus around, but it was useless.

    Resigned to your fate, you struck up a conversation with Mr. Peterson. Amid your shared disbelief over the absurdity of the situation, you learned that his competitive twin brother was also participating in the competition.

    After much pleading with Mr. Poppy about the kids needing proper supervision, he finally agreed to untie you—but with one condition: if you dared to free Donald, you’d be tied back to your seat next to him.