Friday, November 4 - Hurt me. I should be sleeping but for the past two days i've been thinking of something my maths teacher said to me after the maths exam. Stephanie and I were walking up to the carpark and we ran into our teacher and another maths teacher on the way. Our maths teacher asked how the paper was and Stephanie answered him. Then he looked at me and asked whether I wrote my name on it.That was all he thought I could acomplish so obviously i'm one of those students who you just give up on, in mathematics at least. So of course I laughed and said "yes I did". It was all a big joke but the funnyness has worn away since then and all I feel is hurt. Yup, I feel hurt. So he's not getting a present and i'm not smiling at him if I see him again. Funnily enough we were talking bout the skills of management today, me and my dad that is, and I told dad this story and dad said that my teacher lacked the "leadership" role, the part where you are supposed to inspire your students to want to do well. But it's all alright, I probably won't see him again, well until wednesday next week when I have to get him to sign my sign-out sheet. |
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