What Is My Fault?
In
junior high School, The homeroom teacher who doubles as an English teacher I
was furious! However, the cause of his anger, because I forget what. Then it
was interrupted angrily, come my friend.
My
friend who does not know the story, made astonishment, "Why, Ione?" He
whispered softly.
"Do
not know. Perhaps, Mr. Edward again Pre Menstruasi Syndrome "I replied
origin.
One
hour later ...
"Oh,
why anger is not finished?" Asked the my friend -Tomy.
I
looked at him sharply, "Just ask the swaying grass" I said irritably.
Three
hours later ...
"What
ever gave values below 8, on your report card?" Asked my homeroom teacher
was angry.
We
replied in unison, "Nooo ..."
"What
ever you my law?" He asked again.
Back
we replied, "Nooo ..."
"What
ever I Absent teach? What ever I ambivalent? What ever ran? Unfortunately, if
the judge wrong ... (??)
Silence.
Five
hours later ...
"Come
on, raise your hand ever report card grades in the English language I love the
value of 7?"
We
all bowed. But, all of a sudden ...
Tomy
Bench my friend raised his hand, "I am, sir ..."
I
stared at him, "Seriously, you're given a score of 7 on the report
card?" I asked incredulously.
"What?
The report card? Not the test results? "He asked pale realized his
mistake.
Mr.
Edward immediately approached Tomy already like Vampire longer menstruating,
"Yes, in your report card, I love the value of 7?" He asked angrily.
"It
is not my intention .... so ..."
"HOME!
FAST HOME! Report card TAKE YOU! "Snapped Mr. Edward cruel.
Immediately,
Tomy immediately ran to the house to pick up his report card.
"Why,
are you still sitting here?" He asked me.
I
was dumbfounded. Indeed, I have to go? Ask me in the heart.
"How
much you value the English language in the report card?" He stressed.
"Nine,
sir ..." I replied as is.
"HOME!
Report card TAKE YOU! "
The
point? I wondered to myself. Why do I have to go home! I value, nine instead of
seven?
"Go
home to what, Sir?" I asked politely.
"You should go home like Tomy, because
you must have conspired with him to depose me be the guardian class in this
class!" He explained.
"What
?!" I replied spontaneously.
Hearing
my answer is not polite, sir Edward immediately slammed his hand on my study
table, "GO HOME! NOW! "
I feel like that time I
told you, Mr. CRUEL! After you my quintessence suction, could you kicked out of
your life ... But, I actually said, "Yes, sir ..." With tears, I left
the classroom. Leaving Mr. Edward who has been ambiguous. Fate. Bench my friend
who made the act, which I get the sap.
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