Surprise, my peoples! New chapter. I need a name for you guys. How about my Coters (comment/voters)? Or... Starbursts? French Fries? Okay, you guys help me find some.
Teacher: The ancient Egyptians blah blah blahh.....
*zoning out, imagining a world without school*
TIMMY!
Timmy: Wha- yes?
Teacher: Give me two reasons.
Timmy: (talks quietly) I'm sorry, what was the--
Teacher: Give me two reasons.
Timmy: Two reasons what?
Teacher: Fine. Fred, give me two reasons the Egyptians had pyramids.
Fred: For burying the dead rulers and *some other reason*.
Teacher: Excellent response.
This has actually happened to me before. I hated that moment.
The best way for me to learn, as an introvert, is to sit and absorb the information. No groupwork, no hand-raising. I'll be fine that way.
When I'm raising my hand (very, very rare), the teacher picks someone else. But when I just happen to be zoning out with a concentrated look on my face, the teacher calls on me. Everyone looks at me. I can feeeeeeeeeeel the eyes on me. I hate it.
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand that's the end of the chapter. Thanks to all of you who read my book, even if it was crappy! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go eat.
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