Smiles, Giggles and Raucous laughter

I wasn't around when it took place, but the story has been told so many times that I feel like, I was. Back in school Star, Monkey and Order were Head girl, Sports captain and vice-captain (in that order). So they had to be in school way before the rest of us. At one such time, one of the sweepers hit Monkey with a broom. The reason of this is debated. Star says Monkey was refusing to move from an area the woman wanted to sweep. Order say he had accidently hit her with a basketball.
Whatever the reason, Monkey was very indignant. Even after a half hour he was found complaining about the woman, absentmindedly playing with a flower. The same flower that had been in the woman's hair who had hit him with the broom.

This is an example of what we had to endure in two year of Hell, apart from the torture.
A particularly enthusiastic Math teacher left behind in his wake, a blackboard full of strange symbols. Or atleast that's what it appeared to me to be. The next teacher walked in, looked at the board and waited for a few minutes while some losers were copying down whatever was on the board. Then cheerfully he asked,"If you don't have mind, can I rub the board?" There was a stunned silence followed by loud giggles. From both students and the teacher for some reason.

Situation: Classroom where all of us are working on a problem. She finishes and
Wish: What's the answer?
Me: Check behind. (the answers are provided at the last page of the chapter)
Wish (turning and looking behind her) : what?

Situation: Wish's house. Me, Star and Happy lounging around discussing the world's oldest turtle (excuse us, we're weird)
Star: How do we know how old a turtle is?
Wish (promptly): You ask the guide in the zoo or it's usually written on a board next to the exhibit.
Star, Happy and me dissolve into laughter.
Wish: What?

I could fill this blog with only Wish stories.

Situation: The day we are leaving Darjeeling. Lots of packing to be done, stuff can't be found, everybody in a cranky mood and everyone and everything is being shouted at. In the middle of all this....

Me: Hey, Wish. Throw out the 3 day-old water from the bottle.
Wish picks up the bottle from the table, walks towards the wastepaper basket and throws the bottle in!!
Me (full of exasperation): Not the bottle you fool, I said throw out the water.
By now, everyone has stopped whatever they're doing and watching Wish. She takes the bottle out of the dustbin, unscrews the lid and empties the contents in the wastepaper basket.
The whole room resounds with laughter with Wish standing and watching us with this real, confused expression.