It had rained heavily overnight. The village road was a soggy, muddy mess and this naughty boy was late in reaching school.
When the headmaster enquired as to the reason of his late coming, the chump said, “Sir, the road was so bad that for every step I took forward, I had to take two backwards.”
His reply angered the Headmaster, who raised his voice. “You rascal, who are you trying to act smart with? How did you reach school, then?”
Cool as a cucumber, the lad said, “Oh, I was facing my house all the time!”