The Horrors of Chorus Class

Every single person is in some place right now. Some people don't want to be where they are at the present time. But there is a place that chills my bones and my blood turns cold just thinking about it. All that horror is packed into 6 words: blue day, 4th period, chorus class.
You walk in and a wave of dread pours over you. Then the demon teacher walks in under the disguise of, Robert Winans! He sits down and the room becomes deathly silent. Everyone is huddled on the risers. Then, the class really begins.
We never know what is in store for us when he stands up and walks over to the piano. Most of the time we sing songs that boggle our minds to why we sing them. Sometimes it's a lecture, rarely, if we're lucky, we watch a movie that will bore us to tears. But no matter what happens, we always leave feeling very happy that it's over and looking forward to the rest of the day.
An interuption, yelling in the halls, all of these can send "Mr. Winans" into a demonic rage. Or a call on his phone can buy a few minutes of rest. Nobody knows what causes his outrages. He has lately softened his blows because of our appliance in the evil organization called a "concert". Nevertheless, we always have fun with a sub.
His reasons are unclear, but we will be happy when he goes back to his own race. "Mr. Robert Winans" should read the book, "My Teacher is an Alien"!