The teacher took attendance, then led the whole class onto a bus. Their destination was Tiger Mountain Ridge on the outskirts of the city.
But how could this troop of little monkeys be so easy to manage?
The teacher had just finished warning them "No running around," when some kids were already secretly trading snacks on the bus.
After arriving at the campsite, the teacher repeatedly emphasized discipline, took attendance every half hour, and even arranged for two teaching assistants to patrol in shifts.
But some children still managed to sneak deep into the woods when no one was looking.
A few of them rummaged through the bushes and picked seven or eight brightly colored wild mushrooms.
Giggling, they brought them back to a corner of the camp, secretly set up a small pot, and cooked a soup.
By the time the teacher realized some students were missing, forty minutes had passed.
Her face instantly turned deathly pale, and she searched frantically everywhere.
