The only thing I look forward to school is my science teacher. She actually TRIES to teach you the things you NEED to learn in science and shows us amazing documentaries that give us more information that will help us on the test. She also came in with a smile on her face and helped any student in my class. But the bad thing that only a few of the students pay attention and ask GOOD questions, keep making it harder for her to teach because of the consent chatter and will keeping arguing with her because she sends them to a buddy class because they are the main one who are distracting the class. I’m honestly sad that she won’t be here next here because she was one of my two teachers that I liked in the crappy high school.
I started hating school at the age nine. Why? Because that’s the year I started to get bullied. Why? Because no one likes a chubby quite girl who is called a loner because no one even bothers trying to communicate with me. I never got a true friend until grade eight, she tells me its ok for me to be myself around her, and I love it. She told me when she first met me she thought we wouldn’t become friends because I was real quiet, but after she actually tried hanging around me I became more committable around her. She was the only one who tried to get to know the real me, she was the only one who tried to help me through me depressed state, she was the only one who knew why I broke up with my boyfriend, she was the only one who made me smile and she is the only reason why I’m still coming to school. So I can spend time with the only person who shares the same humour with and lets me speak my mind.