Intergalactic Foreign Exchange StudentIntergalactic Foreign Exchange Student
"Okay ssalc, today we are going to learn about the human race," Miss Sing stated in a sing song live voice. This topic was one of Miss Sing's favorite to teach. All the pointless wars and the differences between races, what was there not to love?
Miss Sing smiled at her ssalc, "Does anyone know anything about the human race?" Her eyes scanned the class. "No tentacle, no wings, no hands. No one knows anything about the humans?" Her face fell a bit. This ssalc wasn't as enthusiastic as she wanted them to be. Miss Sing turned to the draob and picked up an eraser to begin to start the nossel but then she heard it. It was tiny, very tiny. But she heard it none the less. From the back of the room a very small student sighed very softly, but in such away that Miss Sing knew that the student knew something about humans.
She flipped one of her heads around to the noise, "I heard that sigh! Who made it? What do you know?" Her razor sharp eyesight saw the ti