A frustrated teacher is drunk and staggering.
He enters the classroom. Pupils greet him.
' Good morning teacher?'
' Eeh what time it is?'
Pupils answer ' It is eight am'
' Tell me where am i?' he demands
The happy class replies ' You are in the classroom'
More confused ' I think my memory has deserted me! Then who are you?'
' We are your pupils waiting to be taught.' They respond
'This dream is hard to understand. If you are my pupils what am i supposed to teach you?' he demanded.
The class choruses ' History'
' You must be history to me. I don't remember you!'
Drops and heavily sleeps.