A few days ago our friend Matt sent in a picture of his Kindergarten class holding up drawings they had made of the teaser poster, and, despite some controversy in the comments, we all found it cute. So cute, in fact, that Matt sent in a second picture of his class, as well as the coloring book pattern he made for his kids (it’s big so you can print it out and use it for your kids, too):
At the time Matt mentioned that he had a children’s version of the Snakes on a Plane story that he had been telling to his class and I asked him to type it up for us. It’s long, so I’m only going to put the first paragraph before the jump, but follow the link and you can read the whole thing. He asked me to preface the story by saying, “It may seem lame when you’re reading it, but with the right dramatical storytelling… it is a classic!” Here we go:
Once upon a time, in Hawaii, there was a man named Job having a good time at a luau. When the luau ended, Job threw his pineappled ham into the trash and went to his car. As he was unlocking his car, he heard… “HELP ME!!! PLEASE HELP ME!” Someone was in trouble. Now Job was a good man, so he decided to go find out who was screaming and see if he could help. He walked towards the voice, but he turned the corner…he saw something that he would NEVER forget! Twenty feet in front of him he saw Mr. No-Good, the infamous Hawaiian villain whom no one had ever seen before, steeling an old woman’s purse and cookies. Now Job was a good man and wanted to help the old woman, but he didn’t want Mr. No-Good to find out who he was, so he ran to the police station. As he burst through the doors he began shouting, “I JUST SAW MR. NO-GOOD STEALING COOKIES OUTSIDE”.
Two policemen took job into a room for questioning. “My name is agent Neville and this is my partner Benedict Arnold,” said the first officer. “Is what you said true? Did you really see what Mr. No-Good looked like?” Job answered, “Yes and he just snatched a purse and cookies from an old lady”. “Well,” said agent Neville “he’s probably gone by now, but would you be willing to be a tattletale and tell a judge what he looks like, and what he did?” Job hesitated and replied, “Umm…errr…I don’t want to tattle.” To which agent Neville said, “Tattling isn’t bad when it when it helps put a bad guy in jail.”
Job thought about this for a while and answered, “I want to help, but Mr. No-Good might find out that I tattled and do terrible things to me.” Agent Neville understood Job’s concerns and assured him, “I am special agent Neville, and I promise that if you tattle on No-Good I will stay by your side until he is behind bars.” Job liked agent Neville’s bald head, and believed him to be a very strong and honest policeman, so he wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, “Yes, I will help!” Agent Neville jumped for joy as agent Arnold approached Job and asked, “and what is your name good sir?”
The next day, agent Neville purchased two fancy seats in a plane going to Los Angeles (where Job was to tell a judge all he had seen), and Job packed nervously for the trip. However, agent Arnold would not be joining them on the flight. You see, Benedict Arnold was a policeman but he was also a good friend of Mr. No-Good. He did not want his good friend to go to jail, so he told Mr. No-Good, “I think you should know that a man is flying to Los Angeles to tattle on you for breaking the law.” Mr. No-Good got very angry but politely asked, “and what is this man’s name and whom is he with?” Benedict Arnold felt very uneasy at this request and carefully said, “Uhhh…I will tell you…errr… if you promise not to hurt them.” No-Good was not an honest man, so he easily lied, “I won’t hurt anyone, I just want to say I’m sorry and turn myself in.” Benedict believed him, “His name is Job and he’s traveling with special agent Neville tonight!”
Agent Neville accompanied Job onto the plane and told the pilot to remove everyone from the fancy section of the plane, “This will help keep you safe” he told Job. The rest of the “fancy” passengers were not happy about having to sit in the crowded section of the plane, but Neville was a policeman so they had to do what he said. Outside the plane, airport crewmen were loading many suitcases into the bottom of the plane. It was a dark night, and with the luggage that needed to be loaded, they simply did not notice Mr. No-Good sneaking a large mysterious box onto the plane.
As soon as the crewmen loaded the last suitcase, a pair of skis, and a cat in a cage, they gave the signal. The pilots closed all the airplane doors, made their announcements to the passengers and began driving down the runway. Job was very nervous; he had never been a tattletale before. “Relax my good man,” said agent Neville “We’ll be in L.A. in no time, and this will all be a happy memory”. Job did not feel as sure as agent Neville. However, when the plane finally got into the air, Job felt a surprising wave of comfort sweep over him. The plane ride was comfy for Job because he was the only passenger in the fancy section; he could stretch out his legs, tilt his seat all the way back, and talk as loud as he wanted to with agent Neville. However, it was only comfy for a while.
The captain’s voice came on the speaker, “Hello passengers, I hope you’re enjoying your flight! I just wanted to let you know that we are now half way across the Pacific Ocean. Oh and by the way, we are about to enter a big storm so keep your seat belts on.”
At this same time, in the bottom of the plane (where they keep all the luggage) Mr. No-Goods secret mystery box beeped, releasing the lid, and releasing…500 snakes into the plane! Why do you think Mr. No-Good would want snakes on a plane?
Now Mr. No-Good, though a mean person he was, was very smart. He knew that the snakes would be hungry after being in a plane for so long, but he also knew that “half way across the Pacific Ocean” gave the pilot no place to make an emergency landing.
As all the snakes slithered out of the box, they began looking for food. Do snakes eat luggage? Do snakes eat skis? What do snakes eat? One snake found a cat in a cage and had dinner…and went to sleep. 499 other snakes slithered into every part of the plane looking for food.
The passengers were in the upper part of the plane watching Harry Potter on the planes movie screen and eating delicious airplane food. The storm was loud and made the plane ride very bumpy. A women sitting with two strangers, turned to the one on her right and said, “I know we’re crowded, but could you please stop rubbing your feet on my leg?” The man said, “I’m not rubbing anything on your leg.” “Well, if your not rubbing my leg then who is?” They both looked down on the ground….SNAKE! It bit the woman’s leg hoping for dinner, “AAAARRGGGHHH!” she screamed as the snake decided she was too big to eat and slithered away.
“Wow, did you hear that woman scream?” Job asked agent Neville. “Yup, this Harry Potter’s some scary stuff!” Answered agent Neville. Just then a snake slithered down the aisle next to them. “Well look at this, a snake aboard MY plane” said agent Neville as he grabbed it from above the neck and threw it into his duffle bag, zipping it closed. BOOM cracked the thunder outside the plane. Another snake came slithering down the aisle. Agent Neville caught the second snake and zipped it into Job’s bag. “Uhh, I don’t think we brought enough carry on bags Mr. Neville, because here comes another one.” Warned Job. Agent Neville stood up, pressed the button calling for the stewardess, and shouted, “I’VE HAD IT WITH THESE SNAKES!” He did not wait for the stewardess, “KEEP YOUR FEET UP AND STAY PUT” he yelled to Job as he ran down the aisle and threw open the curtains that divided the fancy section from the rest of the passengers.
When the curtains were opened, agent Neville did not see 200 passengers happily enjoying Salisbury steak and watching Harry Potter. What he saw was SNAKES ON A PLANE….and lot’s of them! There were snakes on laps, snakes on heads, snakes on laptop computers, and snakes on bread. Snakes on men, snakes on cake, snakes on women, and Salisbury steak. “MY GOODNESS” shouted agent Neville. Job could hear the fright in agent Neville’s voice, and he could hear all the passengers screaming. “What’s going on?” asked Job. “NOTHING JOB” shouted agent Neville, “KEEP YOUR FEET OFF THE FLOOR AND EAT YOUR STEAK!” Just then the pilot’s voice came on the speaker, “attention passengers…we have snakes on board the plane. Please remain calm and….”
“WHAT?” exclaimed Job, “did he just say SNAKES ON OUR PLANE?”
BOOM…CRACKLE…BOOM! THUNDER! LIGHTENING! Agent Neville ran back to Job, yanked him out of his chair, and threw him into the closet at the front of the plane.
“…try to keep your feet off the floor” continued the pilot, “your flight attendants will assist each of you on how to deal with snakes on a …..AAARRGGHH!” SNAKE BITE ON A PILOT! Agent Neville ripped a folding tray off a chair and ran down the aisle hitting snakes with it. All the passengers, who had not yet been bitten, were fighting the snakes as best they could, and were doing a good job catching them and zipping them into their carry on bags. Only about 50 snakes were left when everyone realized the airplane was flying downward towards the ocean. At this point a door in the ceiling opened to lower the oxygen masks, but instead of masks what do you think dropped out?…….MORE SNAKES!!!! Hundreds more snakes came falling from the ceiling. Agent Neville knew he had to keep Job, and the other passengers safe, but he also knew that someone needed to fly the plane. CRACKLE! BOOM! He ran to the closet where Job stood cramped and scared. He opened the door and said, “Job, you the pilot now!”
“WHAT?” said Job, “I DON’T KNOW HOW TO FLY AN AIRPLANE!” Agent Neville didn’t want excuses… he wanted action! “Are you a good man Job”? Demanded agent Neville. “WHAT”? said Job. “ARE…YOU… A…GOOD MAN”? Demanded agent Neville. Job could hardly think. Thoughts of tattling, Mr. No-Good, and SNAKES kept rushing through his mind…not to mention the screams of all the passengers. Slowly and nervously he finally answered, “Well, one time…one time…I learned how to do balloon animals for my nieces birthday party”. “WELL THEN GET IN THERE AND LEARN HOW TO FLY THIS PLANE TO L.A. BEFORE WE ALL CRASH INTO THE OCEAN”! Was all agent Neville needed to say before Job was in the cockpit learning how to pilot an airplane through a storm.
Meanwhile, agent Neville was in the back of the plane fighting snakes with the rest of the passengers. BOOM! CRACKLE! BOOM! The plane leveled out and most of the snakes were taken care of. Most of the passengers had been bitten, but a few remained to help. That is…until the scariest snake of them all came crashing down from the ceiling.
A fifteen-foot long enormous snake fell right into the aisle and bit twelve people instantly! “MY GOSH, THE THINGS AS BIG AS KING KONG!” Yelped a man in a cowboy hat, as he and a lady hid in the bathroom. “Well then, LET’S SEND KONG BACK TO THE JUNGLE!” answered agent Neville, as he and two passengers jumped on it’s back. Job had learned how to fly the plane, with the help of the radio tower in L.A., and was only one hour away from L.A. when…CRACKLE! BOOM! Lightning struck the plane, causing one of the four engines to stop working. Job was a good man, but he could not handle flying a plane with only three engines. He radioed to L.A. “WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO?” Before L.A. could answer, the snake who had bit the first pilot, slithered behind Job and…. SNAKE BITE! Job was filled with poison, but tried to fly as long as he could.
Agent Neville and the other two passengers were busy trying to keep KONG from biting the only eight passengers left. They were on it’s back riding it like a cowboy on a bull. KONG WAS NOT HAPPY! The mammoth snake whipped it’s tail left and right, bit whatever it could, and slithered all over the place, but the three hung on. A little boy, who’d been hiding in a carry on bag, got out and hit KONG over the head with his sister’s Barbie doll. KONG turned to bite the boy, but ended up with a Malibu Barbie stuck in it’s throat instead.
Now Job was a good man, and got the airplane as close to the runway as he could, but snakebite is snakebite, and just before he landed, Job passed out due to the poison. KONG was busy trying to get Malibu Barbie out of his throat as the plane crashed onto the field next to the runway. The airplane bounced, skidded, and heaved through the grass. The passengers and snakes were tossed into the air. The plane caught on fire. KONG was alive!
The airport was ready and waiting. Job had told them all about the snakes, the snakebites, and the broken engine, so there was plenty of help waiting to assist them. When the flaming snake filled airplane stopped sliding through the field, the ambulance, fire trucks, police, news people, and herpetologists were waiting to board the plane. The first aboard were the paramedics. They lifted 122 passengers, and Job, into ambulances as the fire fighters sprayed water onto the plane. Some of police stayed and asked the eight remaining passengers questions, the others went with Job to the hospital. The herpetologists boarded the plane and caught all the snakes that were still alive. The news people questioned agent Neville, but all he had to say was “I’ve had it with these snakes”.
Two days later Job was out of the hospital and sitting in a courtroom. He told the judge what Mr. No-Good looked like. Hawaiian police were notified and Mr. No-Good was caught soon after. Statues of agent Neville were built and placed all around Hawaii.
Airports began X-raying luggage for reptiles, and KONG was sent to the San Diego zoo, where he quickly became the most popular exhibit. Still to this day you can hear people all over the world singing songs of that fateful trip….
You can’t run.
You can’t hide
When they’re snakes inside of your plane.SNAKES ON A PLANE
You’re not safe by the window.
You’re not safe in the aisle
When your carry on bags… are filled with long reptiles.Chorus:
SNAKES ON A PLANE
MOTHER (CENSORED) SNAKES!
SNAKES ON A PLANE
MOTHER (CENSORED) SNAKES!Don’t cry for your mama
Or the stewardess
When your oxygen mask… starts to hiss.SNAKES ON A PLANE
Cause they x-ray for weapons
But make no mistakes,
A good assassin knows
That they don’t search for SNAKES!What’cha gonna do?
LIFT UP YOUR FEET
SNAKES ON A PLANE
RAISE UP YOUR SEAT
AND YOUR FOLDING TRAY
SPECIAL AGENT NEVILLE
IS GONNA SAVE THE DAY!Chorus:
SNAKES ON A PLANE
MOTHER (CENSORED) SNAKES!
SNAKES ON A PLANE
MOTHER (CENSORED) SNAKES!SNAKES! SNAKES! SNAKES!………..SNAKES ON A PLANE!
(YES, THIS IS THE CENSORED VERSION OF MR. MATT’S SONG)
THE END

There was no controversy, just some radical left wing PC Hillary Clinton worshpiing nutcase spewing her typical liberal “Support the ACLU” nonsense.
Thats a great story Matt!! Your kids must love class! Its great when kids actually LOVE their class as opposed to seeing it as a bother. We need more teachers like you who make learning FUN.