In the book today in my first class, we were talking about Abraham Lincoln’s ghost. The best thing about ghost stories in class is getting to act them out and see who is afraid. This class is somewhat low, so I had to act out some parts of the tale.

The tape played, "Abraham Lincoln’s footsteps can be heard walking on the second floor of the White House."

I walked around the room loudly, "You can hear my footsteps."

The tape continued, "A woman said that you could see him walking in the hallway."

I pointed out of the room, into the hall. "This is the hallway."

So far, the students were completely bored.

"You could hear Lincoln’s ghost knocking on the door."

I went to the wall at the front of class and knocked loudly three times. Everyone’s attention was on me knocking on the wall at the front of class because I was doing it as loudly as possible to wake them all up. At the exact same time I started to knock, the attendance secretary opened the door to collect our attendance folder by complete coincidence. The entire class screamed in surprise as the door opened.

The secretary had a very confused look on her face, so I explained the situation and her excellent timing. Everyone had a good laugh from the released tension. It was probably the highlight of the otherwise boring lesson.

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