Some teachers are just born bad...
It is the end of break, I am on the other side of the school and I got 2 min to get to class. I put my backpackon and start sprinting like I am being timed in my P.E. class. While I am running, I am trying really hard to remember where the class is and did we have any homework. As I walk into the class, it is silent even though the bell did not ring yet, the whole class is inside. The bell rings, I am in the class but not in my seat.
- "TARDY!"- the teacher screams, and the 5 letter word bounces in my mind. I slowly sit down.
- "Alright kids! Lets turn in the homework!"
I look through my binder, no, it's not there... yes, found it!
- "Here it is Mrs.S!"
- "I am sorry, I am not collecting them anymore."
- "What? It's just 20 seconds late!"
- "I said NO!"
The two letter word bounces in my mind again. I sit down, put my "late" homework in, close my binder with a light click.
- "SILENCE!"- the evil speaks.
9/7/99
It is the end of break, I am on the other side of the school and I got 2 min to get to class. I put my backpackon and start sprinting like I am being timed in my P.E. class. While I am running, I am trying really hard to remember where the class is and did we have any homework. As I walk into the class, it is silent even though the bell did not ring yet, the whole class is inside. The bell rings, I am in the class but not in my seat.
- "TARDY!"- the teacher screams, and the 5 letter word bounces in my mind. I slowly sit down.
- "Alright kids! Lets turn in the homework!"
I look through my binder, no, it's not there... yes, found it!
- "Here it is Mrs.S!"
- "I am sorry, I am not collecting them anymore."
- "What? It's just 20 seconds late!"
- "I said NO!"
The two letter word bounces in my mind again. I sit down, put my "late" homework in, close my binder with a light click.
- "SILENCE!"- the evil speaks.
9/7/99