A “Wonderful” letter to the Principal

Sunday. 5 PM, Principal’s House.

Everything started a week ago. I had been hunting for the principal’s house with my buddies down the street from mine. The lane where the principal lived was known as the “Rich Neighbourhood” since it housed a variety of wealthy and famous people. I genuinely think the people were just rich to be rich because I haven’t seen them go to parties, do anything lavish for their neighbourhood, or even try to throw a party. In reality, I’ve seen waterless pools and freshly asphalt roads damaged because of their expectations of how things should be and all the new types of projects they’ve seen. Or maybe they are good investors for their Families.

I’d biked about our township a lot since moving here, and I’d never been exposed to this neighbourhood before. The alley has been in use for at least 30 years. It used to be on a tiny slope that led into a quarry. However, that was demolished and then utilised for industrialisation after the government discovered that they were engaging in illegal activities (don’t ask me what they discovered, because we moved to this flat two years ago and I still don’t know about it).

We wanted to chat to him about a school issue. He’d got egged on. That’s when we observed him cleaning his house. He had to clean it down and repaint it. We moved closer to him, but not too close, and then he gave us a disdainful look. I got the impression he thought we were the ones who egged his house, but then he said,

“Don’t tell anyone about what happened. It occurs at least once a month. It’s not a problem for me.”

We nodded and approached him with our concerns. I wrote it in my finest handwriting and gave it to him. We all stepped back from him so that no paint would get on our clothes. He read aloud the letter.

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“How come you didn’t tell me about this sooner?” “I could’ve helped, seriously,” said Principal Tom. “I could’ve come up with a solution and talked to the person in charge of these things.”

“But then we decided to embark on a covert expedition to catch these men.” “It’s no fun just talking with them,” Jake explained.

“It would be a lot better than just sitting here with nothing on our plate.” It will not taste nice. We are covert espionage operatives (dubbed Black Crystal) attempting not to harm, but there has been no action. “You know, it gets boring,” Jayden stated.

“OK, then I’ll go inside and watch the video.” Make an effort not to disgrace yourself in front of the entire school, but make sure you bring the bad man to me. I need to speak with him.” Rolling his eyes, Principal Tom declared, “Aye, aye, Captain!” We all barked and walked away.

“How come you didn’t tell me about this sooner?” “I could’ve helped, seriously,” said Principal Tom, “I could’ve come up with a solution and talked to the person in charge of these doings.”

“But then we decided to embark on a covert expedition to catch these men. “It’s no fun just talking with them,” Jake explained.

“It would be a lot better than just sitting here with nothing on our plate.” It will not taste nice. We are covert espionage operatives (dubbed Black Crystal) attempting not to harm, but there has been no action. “You know, it gets boring,” Jayden stated

“OK, then I’ll go inside and watch the video.” Make an effort not to disgrace yourself in front of the entire school, but make sure you bring the bad man to me. I need to speak with him.” Rolling his eyes, Principal Tom declared. “Aye, Aye, Captain!” says the captain. We all barked and walked away.