Inside the Mind of Herbie

 

Tim banged his alarm clock. He heaved himself out of bed, swaggered to the hall, and headed down the stairs to the kitchen. "Morning, Ma." he mumbled, slipping into a chair. "Guten Morgen, Liebschein." his Mother grinned. "Aw, Ma!" Tim groaned groggily. " No German at dawn." "Perdone, Tim. But it's the only way to study for my test." His mother had been studying so vehemently these past months she spoke a different language every day! "Mornin', all." Tim's father rolled in on his hoverchair. Ever since Tim's father lost the use of his legs, Tim's mom had been trying to get a job as translator for months now to put Tim through high school. " Well, I'm off to school." said Tim, who was already dressed.His mom said,"I'll drive you, Tim." On the way to school, Mom started practicing German again. " Aww, Ma! Could you stop jabbering German for just a cotton-pickin' minute?" " Tim! You know I need this job!" "You've never done anything for me, so why should I do something for you?" "That does it, mister! You can walk from here!" Later, after Tim reaches his first class, he sees the days schedule: a German exam.

"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!"