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Wow way to tell your child to commit
School Memories - (1) Ms Polly
Ms Polly’s maths class was probably the most eventful class in the whole of the seventh grade. She would greet us first with a curt ‘Good Afternoon’, flashing us all a heart-warming frown and order us to sit down. She would then take a quarter of an hour to arrange all her materials, during which we would all whisper loudly, and when you have just been caught in an extremely interesting subject by one of your classmates, she will clear her throat loudly, give the duster a sharp rap on the table and glare at us over her thick pink spectacles. “Yesterday’s homework.”, she will say acidly, and those who haven’t done it will know that they are in trouble and grimace to themselves. She will walk among the benches, snatching the copies from her student’s hands and the toppers will all stand up proudly and give theirs with a lot of drama by saying ‘Please ma’am’, and ‘Thank you ma’am’, flashing a smug smile to those clutching their ears for not doing their homeworks, and finally sit down clearing their throats loudly. Having collected all the copies, Ms Polly would keep them with a loud ‘thump’ on the table, and it is now, with twenty minutes left to the class that she will start the actual teaching.
“Page 124.”, she will say as she scoops up a piece of chalk from the drawer and heads towards the blackboard.
Everybody will glance around the class once and then proceed to doing as directed.
“How much noise does it take to open a page?”, she will bark at all the rustling and fluttering.
“Done ma’am!”, someone will yell.
“Did I ask you, Tom?”, will come the reply.
When we all will at last settle down, (with fifteen minutes to spare), she will again clear her throat, and write on the blackboard in capital letter – PG 124, ALGEBRA, then on the other side – 24/7/20. (14 minutes to spare)
“Write this.”, she will say, underlining the six words she had written so far, and gazing at us imperiously.
The first minute she will look at us stiffly, occasionally barking at us to do our work quietly. The next three minutes will be spent on drinking water and chatting with some teachers who are passing by. Then, she will say, “What takes you so long to finish six words?” We will all keep quiet and glance at each other. (10 minutes)
Then, she will glance at her own book and stare at it for a whole of five minutes, deciding which sum to give. Then she will jerk her head up. (5 minutes left.)
She says, “Exercise 12 A – H to be done in homework.”, she will say. “For now…any doubts?”
And the next five minutes will be spent on doubts, and then the bell will ring, and she will head out of the classroom, shouting in a ringing voice, “I will expect tomorrow’s homework to be done by everybody!”
P.S I WANNA GO BACK SCHOOL
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