Today, I came back from school with a bad mood…
My English teacher really brainless…
I was just used pencil to fill in the blanks…
Just a little mistake…
How can she punish me? I am a prefect you know…
For me, this little punishment is a big shame…
And, she doodled my book…
I like my book clean, tidy and systematical…
My book isn’t giving to the teacher to doodle and write some big words on it…
She had written, “See Me! Use Pencil!” …
I hate the word, ‘See Me’, followed by an exclamatory mark…
Just like I didn’t hand over the homework or pass a blank page to her…
She is not mute or born without a mouth, why she can’t straight tell me the mistakes?
I hate this type of teacher… some more, she scolded me…
I was suffered an eclipse that time or I was shocked…
I used pencil to complete it, just because I was afraid of mistakes, if there are any mistakes, I can change it immediately and don’t need to waste my correction tape and time… isn’t it an easier way? Don’t need to do correction…
She commanded me to stand up and rub all the pencil-written words, and write again with blue pen, she is so particular…
One month ago, I thought she can be good in teaching and kind. She can correct our mistakes politely without any punishment…
Now, she gave me shame…
My judgment was wrong…
She is absolutely not…
I can only blame myself that, I did it with pencil…
But, she didn’t ask us to do with pen!
Huh…
See…
This is the so-called, ‘good teacher’…
I’m here not to criticize her…
I’m just abreacting my feeling…
I am sure tonight I couldn’t sleep a wink…
It is all because of her decision…
I like my life to be perfect…
.jpg)