A Proud moment

I was too bad to study. Eleventh grade and twelfth grade were the things that bothered me the most in my studies. In the eleventh grade, I went to school for only a few months. I don’t know why I didn’t understand what my teachers said. I was the person who received the most punishments in class. My teachers had to complain every time to my parents about my studies. I was a regular observer of the teachers in my class. Teachers know that if they ask a question, I will not answer, so they always ask only me. I did not even have a notebook in the eleventh class. In those days it was common to write class notes on paper and roll them up and throw them. Life in those days had no purpose. I went out and bought a chemistry textbook because I had no notes to study. One day I studied and understood a topic of chemistry. That part of the study was the hardest part. I do not know why I learned that part the day before and went to class the next day. As usual, the teacher started asking questions of students. The teacher asked me questions as usual and punished me for not being able to answer and told me to stand up. Those questions of the day were very different. Most of the students did not know the answers to the questions in the class that day. All the students in the class had to stand up in front of the questions of the teachers. I still remember the topic I studied from home for the next day class. Suddenly the teacher said she was ready to give the students one more chance before punishment. Then the question asked by the chemistry teacher was one I had learned. Suddenly I raised my hands and I answered the question asked by the teacher. The teacher was skeptical and I could not answer. One or two more questions were asked to clear the suspicion. I answered everything exactly to the questions asked by the teacher. The teacher told me to sit down and when I looked back to sit down I saw that all my friends were shocked. It suddenly turned out to be a very proud day for me. One or two children answered the teacher’s questions, so they too escaped from punishment. I still remember this glorious day in the eleventh grade.