Funny Textbook Quotes Novels & Stories

I also had it too, but refused to go through it, since none of the teachers hadn't spoken much about it. Mrs. Hudson was telling us about the book, how she loved it when she was little and became obsessed with it. 'Ewww! Not with a book that had a tragic ending,' I had thought then. Now, the part where the other silly girl comes into view. Mrs. Hudson was pointing out these interesting quotes in the book written by Shakespeare when Tyler popped a gym loudly in class, creating a scene. Mrs. Hudson was quite annoyed at the disruption, and what got her irritated was this dumb girl didn't even apologize for what she had.

I sprawled on my bed, textbooks temporarily forgotten, as my best friends, Favour and Gift, made themselves at home on the beanbag and floor cushions. “Okay, spill it,” Favour declared dramatically, her eyes wide as if she’d just uncovered the world’s greatest secret. “What happened in that lecture today? I swear, Professor Green looked like he was auditioning for a soap opera with all that dramatic flair.” I grinned, shaking my head. “Honestly, it was like he thought we’d all turn into philosophers overnight. He started with this quote—something about ‘the eternal dance of existentialism’ and I’m sitting there wondering if I should be solving quadratic equations instead.” I tossed a pillow

Vanessa cooed louder now, enough for a few desks to tune in, “do you highlight your textbooks too? Or just your boyfriend?” A couple of chuckles scattered across the room. Not many. Just enough to sting. My throat locked. My lips parted, but no words came. The pressure of eyes on me tightened like a fist. And then— “Funny,” Maverick’s voice cut through, lazy but sharp as glass. He didn’t even look up from where he sat two rows over. “Didn’t know hyenas were allowed to enroll.” The shift was instant. Laughter flipped directions like water changing current. Heads turned. A ripple of giggles and snorts moved across the room until even the teacher paused mid-equation, frowning at the noise.

he said simply. I opened a book and found his neat and clear handwriting inside in the form of notes and explanations. They were even easier to understand than textbooks. “Samuel, you’re putting the textbook authors out of business,” I mumbled. “What’s ours stays with us,” he answered matter-of-factly while flipping through his own book. My heart was filled with warmth as I buried my nose in the book. The sun shone through the large floor-to-ceiling window and cast a golden hue on our bodies. Perhaps this was what it meant to have a peaceful life.

I just listened to him grumble long and short about the questions being too difficult and saying he was giving up and going on strike from studying. "Read this book. You will find lots of positive quotes that will revive your spirits." "Huh, you know I hate reading books without pictures!" he replied irritably. "Just read first. This is a light but very useful book. People who are stupider than you will like it." "Hey, you call me stupid?" At that time I just laughed and he then held me in his arms, until we ended up doing sumo on the carpet on the floor of my room and ended up panting because we were tired of wrestling and laughing.

I blurted out as I looked up at the professor. “Uh......last time I checked, my last name was filch and you're really not concentrating, you've been zoning out. You better concentrate” he said while the rest of the class laughed at my statement. “Now, can you all turn to page 287 of your textbooks?,” he asked.

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Sidney senses this and cunningly sneaks back to his seat as the fat professor finally rises from his perch on the swivel chair. "Good morning, class," he calls out in a geeky, assumed, haughty voice. "Today you need to turn to page 787 in your textbook..." He rambles for a minute, then quickly concludes his daily two-minute speech. "Read Chapter 14, Section 9, and answer all of the following questions. What you don't finish is an assignment." He moves from the front of the classroom to the back, dropping into his favorite plush chair. He never teaches us anything, he just tells us to read. No one ever does homework in his class either, because he never checks.

I slowly paused my game, lifted my head, and stared right into her furious eyes with a completely deadpan expression. “If I wanted to listen to someone repeat facts they memorised from a textbook ten years ago,” I said slowly, my voice echoing clearly in the silent room, “I’d ask a parrot to lecture me.” For a second, the entire classroom froze. Then, a few students at the back let out loud, explosive snorts of laughter. The laughter spread, turning into full-blown giggles and snickers across the room. The teacher's face turned bright, blotchy red with pure humiliation.

All the laughter I was holding in comes out two times fold, I can't even control it, I slump against my seat,tears forming at the corners of my eyes. "Ms Monoa! You are crossing the line here." Mr Rogers says firmly. I give a two seconds sign to him while I try to stop my laugh, that seems to make everybody else laugh out loud. "Silence!" He slams his hand on the table. "Now, ms Monoa,please tell us what you find so extremely funny enough to disturb my class in such a disrespectful way." "Sorry sir, i just remembered I forgot my math textbook." "And you find that funny?"