Homework

Homework

“What am I supposed to do? I can’t do my homework now!” Peter whined.

“I’m sure the electricity will be back on any minute. It’s your own fault for not doing your homework earlier,” Mom said, “if you don’t get it done I can write you a note.”

“But I’ll be behind...” Peter whined. “We need to look up ten words a day, tomorrow I’ll have to do twenty if the electricity doesn’t come back!”

Suddenly a voice came from the other room. “I can help you.” It was Grampa.

“Grampa! You have a dictionary on your phone?” Peter asked excited.

“No.”

“Well how can you help me?”

“With this.” Grampa handed Peter a large, funny box.

“Mom,” Peter whispered, “I think Grampa is a little confused...”

Grampa heard him, “Have no fear, child,” he said, “There’s nothing wrong with my brain. What’s wrong with yours?”

“Nothing! I just don’t know how you expect me to do my homework with a box.”

“A box? It’s not a box! What’s the matter with you!”

“Well what is it?”

“It’s a dictionary!”

“The box is a dictionary?” Peter said, confused, “How does it get internet?”

“Peter,” Grampa said, suddenly feeling really old, “it doesn’t need internet, it’s a book.”

Mom was laughing so hard, she almost wet her pants.