"Raise your hand" calls the teacher standing at the front of the room "if you know the answer to this question" You crouch down low in your chair knowing that the teacher will call on anyone but Penelope Fisher the know-it-all girl who the teachers all love though she is vigorously waving her hand high in the air The teacher suddenly wheels around and stares into your eyes knowing that you were anything but willing to answer the question the teacher slowly lifts up an index finger and points at you "You. Answer the question" You gulp and your neck feels hot when the entire class turns around to look at you sitting in the seat stashed haphazardly in the very back corner of the very back of the room "Uh" you stutter Some classmates giggle including Penelope Fisher "I... don't know" The teacher's face does not morph into furrowed brows and a big frown like most teachers did Instead, the teacher's features soften and nods in understanding "No problem" and the teacher calls on somebody else After class when classmates are outside hanging out you are still sitting in your cramped chair in the very back corner of the very back of the room Your teacher had called your name when the bell rang asking you to stay inside you feel nervous sure that you are about to get the blow for not answering the question or worse "Your grades" the teacher starts you gulp again. "One B, four Cs and a D-minus" "Y-yeah?" you ask anxiously The teacher peers at you through rectangular glasses "I can help" the teacher says "What?" You are confused what did they mean "help" "I can help" the teacher repeats "With what?" "School" You frown "Meet me afterschool every day starting tomorrow" the teacher goes on "Okay...?" you say "I'll help you with your classes" "I'll go over difficult points" "I understand your situation" Your parents are delighted their eyes shining like moons and so you stay afterschool the next day and the teacher is waiting smiling And you smile back.
Simply Selina 