So, as the title suggests, this is about the same kid as the first story. 

I think this was Monday.

We were in class, ya know, the usual circus, and next thing we know, a kid has fallen backwards out of his chair. 

If you were watching this even unfold, you would have seen legs kicking in the air, trying to gain traction, and a horrified look on his face as he realized he was falling. He tried to catch himself on the closet door handle but that also failed.

So he jumped up and ran around the classroom practically yelling "Oh, that felt great. That felt great." 

Yeah.

I have a weird class.